Mood for a little sunshine

That one fine day, dark clouds gathers
and the air smells of sorrow and despair
The wind sang the songs of the lost souls
Rough wind brushes harshly over my cheek
Pushes me again to the edge of the cliff
Buckets of tears pouring down from above
I could not express my mood better than the weather

That same day, the dark clouds faded
and the air began to smell of sweetness
The wind began to whisper a sweet lullaby
The cold breeze brush gently over my cheek
At the edge I saw the rainbow across the sky
The cold gently breeze felt so very warm
The skyline brighten up, and so was my sorrow heart

I am in the mood for a little sunshine