Days & Morns

Sunny days and easy morns,
Will find us once again.
They’ll away the blackened clouds,
And banish thunderous rain.

Climb above the highest mount,
And float towards our arms.
Clear away the thickened thorns,
To bring us far from harm.

For that’s our map, in these times,
And that’s what makes us cope.
Knowing we have each other,
Each other brings us hope.

So we look forward to times,
When the sunny days to rise.
And easy morns from the rain,
We kiss them all goodbye.