Sky is blue, and soft like satin.
Clouds look like *****, of white cotton.
Sun burning up, my face so red.
These summer day's, are what I dread.

The sunshine is so hot and bright.
My sensitive eyes, I've lost my sight.
The air is still, there is no breeze.
My allergies, make me sneeze.

The cloudy days, are what I miss.
The air so fresh, like a freshly given kiss.
The dismal gray, the nice cool breeze.
The rain really helps, the farmers seeds.

There are no sunburns on cloudy day's.
Never any blinding, sunlight ray's.
Build your house, up on a hill.
So when it floods, there's no insurance bill.

But if both, is what you like the best.
Wait 5 minutes, sit down, take a rest.