Today's weather: Warm and fuzzy
Thick sheets of yellow light
Once fell to the ground
Through thick sheets of glistening air.
A painted sky on a starry night
Now lost, then found.
Cold was not death, cold was not despair.
The storm winds that once roared
Into wrapped woollen ears
Is now but a whisper, but a sigh.
We sing for her a solemn ode
And tread on her tears.
We have the sun, we lost the sky.
