Part V: "There are Days..."

There are days when its cold and rainy,
And I don't want to go anywhere near outdoors.
There are days when I'm drowning in torrents of work,
And I don't even notice there is an outdoors.
There are days when the air is warm, pleasant
And filled with the sweet scent of the hyisisens
And the only thing holding me down in my own awe
Because there are those days when I just have to look into the sky and say,
"Wow, God. You did an awesome job."

The end.