Hold on to the memory of sunshine
Yellow rays turned to a white blaze
Warming you to the inside
Burning life into you.

Hold on to the halcyon days
Of early sunrise and late sunset
When you had all the time
And none to waste.

Hold on to the promise of light
Rare in these grey days
A pale watery imitation
Glimmering in the clouds

Hold on to these gloomy spells
Where dawn and day and dusk
Have melted into the same
And your stocks are empty
That you might bask longer
When the light returns