Thursday they promised me sunshine
Wednesday had fog through the day
Tuesday was cloudy and chilly
Monday the snow came to stay
so Thursday arrived bright and crisp
the sunrise glowed pink in the sky
picked out branches of frost-feathered trees
with a light otherworldly and fey
I sang as I drove through the sunlight
watching it dance on the trees
but too soon the gold hid its glory
and clouds cloaked its glimmer and gleam
So yes they fulfilled that rash promise
but not in a whole-hearted way
Thursday they promised me sunshine -
just showed me and yanked it away.
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