• Light

    The light of day,
    Came around May.

    It wasn't very bright,
    Even for my own sight.

    Was this the end of the world?
    Or was the sun being hurled?

    We weren't getting enough heat,
    I might end up with cold feet!

    Then a miracle appeared!
    Us, the people, started to get seared.

    The sun started to show,
    Now I was a happy joe.