Imaginations

By imaginations

Here comes the sun

It's been a long cold lonely winter
It feels like years since it?s been here
The smiles returning to the faces
Here comes the sun.

And unfortunately, tomorrow will the rain come.

And if the rain comes they run and hide their heads.
They might as well be dead.

But when the sun shines they slip into the shade.


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