I give a smile to Mr. Sun,
With his appearance, Winter’s done,
The light and warmth from him are spun,
As life returns to everyone.
And in his light, with joy, I bask,
Surely, this is all I ask,
To close my eyes and tip my flask,
Forget the snow and Winter tasks.
Ooh. See the sunhat I have brought,
And salves. With burns, I won’t get caught,
I’ll do the things I know I ought,
Cause Mr. Sun can be so hot!
So I am at the house herein,
Conditioned air now cools my skin,
So tell me why I wear a grin,
When Mr. Sun returns again?
Mondays do get knocked a lot,
With poetry, we all besought,
To try to make the week begin,
With gentle thoughts
Perhaps a grin?
So all of us, together, we,
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought,
Or did we not . . .
Mimi
This week our Jenny gave us light,
From which we penned with all our night.
Next week, because they're awesome creatures,
We'll talk about our fav'rite teachers!
This week our Jenny gave us light,
From which we penned with all our night.
Next week, because they're awesome creatures,
We'll talk about our fav'rite teachers!

