A curious thing happened today As I sang and whistled time away, While I eyeballed the sky it split And the lost sun shone from it. In wet grass by a flooded brook I drank in a long zestful look At the sun I thought lost forever, Into the abyss of winter weather. No bright at all was expected Though the dull gray rejected, I weary of days that seem night So the shiner was a desired delight. There I hunched in wonder below Dreading the next winter snow And there it was in the sky so shy Winking sunrays in my squinty eye. As I waited for the farmer's daughter Nigh the brook's rushing water, I took pleasure in it's warming beam As her candy kisses by the stream. I near forgot she was coming here As I watched the skies briefly clear, Like a teetering toddler with a toy The sun brimmed my heart with joy. I have yearned for that yellow ball That I have not enjoyed since fall, In early autumn it just faded away And vanished somewhere until today. I shiver 'tween brook and lifeless tree Waiting for shafts of light to warm me But I am getting colder as I wait for it 'Cause angry clouds have shut the split. Hopefully I watch the skies and yearn Silently begging for the sun to return But it'll not come warm me by the water Nor will the farmer's lost daughter. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 01-24-09 Song title: "The Rich Lady Over The Sea" Return   Poetry By Ken   Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone