How I hate the dreary days, devoid
of any sun. It makes you feel kind
of bleak and it certainly, is no fun.
All you see are gray skies, staring
down at you. Leaving you in the
dumps, with not much, you care to
do. How you long, for just, a little
ray of sunshine, to help chase the
blues away. You have no idea when
it's going to happen, but chances
are, it won't be today. I hope when
tomorrow comes, I'll look outside
my window and be greeted, by the
warmth of the sun. What a difference
a day can make, if only that could
take place. I'll put a great big smile,
upon my face and be happy, like
everyone!
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