When sunshine is absent,
From the classroom in the sky,
I know the clouds are here,
To spend those 6 hours,

Though light may not shine,
The pale darkness is wonderful,
Full of boldness and gentleness,
That it brings with it,

Yet the sun still peeks through,
Like a sheepish infant,
Casting a whitish glow from above,
Penetrating past those giant puffs,

All of it is so soothing to take in,
Like meditating,
While gazing at our own surroundings,
So simple, its gorgeous...