Fun In The Sun Poem by Angela Wybrow

The sky is blue, but I am not;
The sun today is really hot.
We're dying fabric - sat outside,
And my happiness is hard to hide.

I'm feeling cheerful; feeling chilled;
With a sense of joy, my heart is filled.
It's late June - a hot summer's day,
And all of my problems seem miles away.

Sitting here, in this glorious weather,
I wish this day could go on forever.
But the time is racing on and on,
And soon it will be over and gone.

We only have until 4pm,
But I really don't want this session to end;
Days, such as this, are incredibly rare,
But they make my life so much easier to bare.

A basic colour, or colours combined?
Whichever I choose, I'm feeling fine;
We've three basic colours: blue, yellow, red -
Decisions, decisions, circle my head.

Blue is the sky; blue is the dye,
But my spirits are soaring higher than high;
Within my soul, I can feel inner peace,
And I really don't want that feeling to cease.

Sitting here in the afternoon sun,
I'm feeling hapoy and having great fun;
Today has been such a tremendous treat,
And one which I'd be very keen to repeat.