When raindrops fall and skies look grey-
You hear so many people say-
What awful weather!- with a groan,
they watch the rain come pouring down.
They grumble if they venture out,
and if indoors they prowl about,
with doleful faces all day long-
and then, of course, things all go wrong.
But if we're happy right deep down -
inside our hearts, we never frown
because the rain clouds gather low.
We take our brightness where we go.
Outside conditions can't annoy-
when we possess that secret joy-
that inward radiance nothing dims.
So rise above the weather's whims!
Why wait for the capricious sun?
You'll find that there is lots of fun
in being kissed by soft cool showers,
and laughing with the grateful flowers.
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Musical Symphony Of My Unsaid Words
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