Sunshine got its say today.
Brought its rays out to blaze and bake.
Said, “I don’t plan to go away
Till I make you sweat and pay.”
Chill wind taking off some time,
going away to somewhere fun personified.
Said, “I’m not gonna tell you lies.
Gonna let sun bake you into fries.”
Day went on with its life.
Took the sun and wind in stride.
Said, “Don’t pay them none of your mind
Stick with me and we’ll be fine.”
Night came and it all settled down.
The three others went off like they were clowns.
Night mused, “It’s all quiet now.
So let’s get up and party down.”