Look outside the window,
Despair is all that it seems,
The weather around here always so bleak,
The sun may shine just for a little while,
But as fast as it came it disappears.
So dark and dreary,
The weather man says,
Its Death and Despair,
Don't expect it to get better soon,
We sigh and accept our fate.
Then the sun has one of those moments,
Where he opens his face to the world,
He makes it all ok,
He makes us all smile,
No worries in sight.
Then the weatherman states,
He was wrong he made a mistake,
All shall be good,
For the sun has come around,
A complete turnaround from it all before.
Now we look outside the window,
Joy is all around,
The weather around here always so bright,
The clouds may roll in for a little while,
But as fast as they come in they disappear.