We tend to realize the older we grow
how in life there is a definite ebb and flow…
How sometimes the sun will shine
making the landscape clear and bright
and other times our eyes have a hard time
adjusting to the darkness of the night
When it’s bright outside…we laugh and play and run
we try to enjoy and store in our memory
every moment in the sun.
So when darkness falls and we can’t tell night from day
we’ll have those memories in the sun to help illuminate our way.
When sadness darkens our world
memories of the sunlight help us overcome our fears
reminding us there is joy out there
Floating…in the wake of all our tears
Reminding us somewhere in our sorrow
if we look for joy…we’ll find it
and that every dark cloud…
will one day surrender…
to the sun …waiting patiently behind it.