Fickle and change


The morning was fragile
it could break any time
A heaviness up there
though it started out fine
Maybe the sunshine
would gather in strength
Regain its strong vigour
and stay for the length
Or maybe the lurking
out over the sea
would encroach on the land
and start raining on me
So fickle the weather
that no-one can know
when sun turns to rain
or rain turns to snow
So I always make sure
and take steps every day
in case sunshine should fade
and I get caught in the fray



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