Sunny Days Poem by jeanne harmon

Sunny days
Where are those sunny days?
When will I see some purpose?
Where are those happy smiles that I so miss?
Why are we trying to be some one we clearly are not?
Sunny days
I miss those sunny days.
The weather forecast never seems to change
It always seems to be a rainy day
When will these rainy days just make themselves rearrange?
Sunny days
Why couldn’t everyone be on the honor roll in high school?
Why did some people accept that F on that math test like a fool?
When will they learn to say NO to drugs?
Why do they still sweep they’re tasks under the rug?
Sunny days
Where are they?
When will it be safe for every child to go out and play?
Sunny days
Sunny days