Fairy Tale Poem by shimon weinroth

The blue skies
A different hue
Familiar yet distant

Some smog
Mist and fog
With dew of last night

Will lift
But the sun doesn't seem
As strong as it was

The foggy air lingers
Unafraid and unwilling
The sun shies away
Hiding the horizon

I've heard it said on bad days
Like Chernobyl and Twin towers
Bomb smoke over Baghdad
And now Lebanon and Israel
And other sad times

Weakens the sun to shine
And come out

But the plants will wither and die
Flowers fade and decay

So we prayed to the sun
Promised to change our ways
If she would come back

The clouds dispersed
And clear skies returned
And we
Lived hapily ever after

SWhimon Weinroth