Rainy days are here to stay.

Bringing moods of melancholy along the way.

I miss the sunny skies,

the smell of homemade pies.

The feel of cool water on my face

down by the swimming place.

The flowers in the fields,

the scented air that yields.

Beautiful sounds of birds chattering.

The males courting females,

and trying to look flattering.

I always hate to see it all go.

When it comes time for the sun

to hide and lay low.

The air turns cold,

so much so, you can see your breath.

The horizon turns gray.

Man I can’t wait until it’s May.

I can’t wait until there’s a sunny day.

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