I set up a chair in a patch of sun
To counteract the chill
And tip my face up to the sky
To feel the warmth, until...
A cloud drifts by and blocks the rays
Which had felt oh, so good.
A minute later, there’s the sun,
Back up there like it should.
This peek-a-boo continues -
Rules that Nature has allowed -
So I sit and wait as sunshine
Darts out from behind a cloud.
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