Some days are made of sunshine some days
Are made of rain.
My favorite days are made of clouds and
Winds that call my name.
The clouds are my pillows and the winds
My pillow slips.
They make me have the sweetest dreams
And bring smiles to my lips.
The wind softly whispers sweet nothings in
My ear
And the clouds ease my troubled mind till
There's nothing left to fear.
I would like to thank my maker for giving
Me these gifts of puffy clouds and windsongs
That give my spirit such a lift.
