On days where steel clouds block the sun
And wind makes trees dance with bare limbs
The sky looks cold and uninspiring
It’s bleak canvas demeanour dimms
But don’t dispare or lose your heart
For dull grey clouds hold hearts of silver
And behind the mask of dappled sky
Beats a sun that’s so familiar.
For now you’ll need a coat and hat
To trudge the muddy lanes and ways
But soon the winds will banish clouds
And reveil and show once more the burning blaze.