Mood Swings

You hold in your hands the sun and the moon But appear to me so clouded in gloom Always poised to shed another tear There must be something up there to fear Sometimes you dazzle me with ametrine hues Or brighten my day with benevolent blues but winter brings a blanket of snow Your moods cry out a confused tableau In anger your tantrums take me by storm Hot and cold without a word of warn Caught in your deluge unprepared Every drop of emotion now bared Why do I look up to you silly young sky As if you hold all the answers to life Each passing hour you change your mind Do you ever ask yourself why?