Feeling Pure (Poem)

Yesterday the skies were brown
And all the curtains were down
Now that the skies are blue
What am I to do
I pull up all my window blinds
And the sun will bless what my eye finds
Oh yes, for sure
It’s a feeling too pure
it smells like roses and shines like a star
originates from way too far
spread your arms and receive the blessings of the sun
and have a joyous celebration and fun

© Dredd X