Sunrays In A Winters Day

The sun roars to life in a winter morning,
And rushes to warmer climates so soon,
Seems that the day has just begun,
You wake, you shower, and then it’s noon,
Where have all the sunrays gone?
Winter has taken them, every one.

The night in a winter sky sees clouds freshly sown,
And out grows a flower of snow and health,
A clearing of the air and peace on the ground,
All who look upon it have gained greater than wealth,
Here have all the sunrays gone,
Winter has given back every one.