Emotions are like a storm rolling in, I prefer my mood to be like happy weather
When I say happy weather I mean a beautiful sunny day
I look outside the glass window paneling and I see the birds chirping
And the trees lively and green
Not a cloud in sight but a lovely beam of sunlight piercing through the living room of this glorious light
I noticed one of my dogs as he lay, while the others frolic and play
And I enjoy the peace and quiet alone
I might want to enjoy this happy weather without a care
My heart is filled with this happy weather mood
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 5:01 PM UTC
Emotions are like a storm rolling in, I prefer my mood to be like happy weather
When I say happy weather I mean a beautiful sunny day
I look outside the glass window paneling and I see the birds chirping
And the trees lively and green
Not a cloud in sight but a lovely beam of sunlight piercing through the living room of this glorious light
I noticed one of my dogs as he lay, while the others frolic and play
And I enjoy the peace and quiet alone
I might want to enjoy this happy weather without a care
My heart is filled with this happy weather mood
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