MELANCHOLY MOOD

Woke up this morning in melancholy mood
I can’t begin to wonder why
The sun is shinning oh so bright
And birds sing in the sky

The more I ponder the more I brood
Upon this question of why
The sun becomes less bright
And clouds appear in the sky

All I know is this can’t be good
As I continue to wonder why
The sun through the clouds must fight
And give glow once again to the sky

Then when I’m out of the wood
And I’ve solved the question of why
The sun gives way to night
And the stars appear in the sky

Sleep is such a nourishing food
That satisfies this hunger for why
The sun now a wonderful sight
And I wake, as one with the sky