Happy are days your rays begin to speak
warming Mother Earth with high energy
We delight now to sermon elegy
toward that polar vortex; nasty bleak
arctic moments driving us quite insane.
guests of your radiance, soothing the dark
icy depths that test our mettle, temps now spark
the cold distant memory. we remain
resilient, passionate, imperfect;
character as the resident withstands,
chills entomb lives where no-one understands
how the human spirit shouts of defect.
Bathe in sprouting flowers happenstance.
Sunlight speaks its flowing rays; relish chance.
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