Bright, Sunshiny Days
When it’s dark and gloomy in the middle of the day,
I am inclined to go back to bed and sleep it away
But then when I awaken it’s already dark outside,
I should live in the Land of the Midnight Sun, I sigh.
Obviously, I much prefer bright, sunshiny days
Where I can hike in the woods or relax in my chaise,
Clearly, I’d be most happy living in a tropical zone
Better still, on a forty-foot yacht I can call my own.
written March 7, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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