The Sun Shall Return

The sky rains
gigantic
pails
on the
gold beach
sands
of
Elysium,
for days
and days
the sky
is grey
and the sun
has been
forgotten
for quite
a
spell,
so much
like the
dark storms
of
sorrow,
and the
sad
soaked
soggy
heart
that
has
forgotten
every
last dreg
of
happiness,
and the
forlorn
fog,
hides
the
sunny
joy
like
a thick
grey
curtain,
seeming
so long
that it
gives
the illusion
that
the happy
day
shall never
return nor
show it's
glory,
but if
You hang
in long,
it shall
burn off.
and
a new
morn
will
arise
with the
sun's
bright
face
and a
new
fresh truck
of
fortune,
and that
happy
day will
pop in
and the
long lost
friend will
come back
smiling,
and you
so too
shall smile
again