Mrs Sunshine 🌞

We thank you kindly for turning that sky to blue and chasing those dreary clouds away

Everyone feels so much better when that canvas isn’t grey

Grey is depressing but blue is gay..

And your bonny beams brighten everybody’s mood

We would all stay in the Summer season if we only but could

Whist those ever changing cycles of the seasons are of course understood

So we will let good old Mother nature carry on with doing what she does best coz this is good..

I will pop out later to wave you your end of day Goodbyes

When you have sensationally saturated pretty shades with your sunset demise

I must say Mrs. Sun, that colourful creation is such a sheer supremacy of a surprise