Where’s the weather gone?
by cricketjeff on March 17, 2010. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
I walk around as louring as a cloud
I’d rather fly and spend the day with you
On gloomy days such dreams are disallowed
When yesterday was bright as babies’ eyes
My smile was twice as wide as any sea
But under dull and unrewarding skies
My inner man refuses to be free
I’ll wait for Spring with dreams of you in mind
And hope the sun will shrink those heartless miles
Some morning soon my waking eyes will find
A pretty face behind enticing smiles
If you were here I would not need the sun
Your being here would bring the summer fun!