As the sun fades into cloud, darkness falls around,
Tears overthrow from lumber, for the sprite upon the flower,
Birds creps a desprate call, for the rays to fall,
Splended shades of green, longing to beam,
Bees exculde drops of few, to see blazen orange hue,
Butterflies patience with a dream, to see blaze to stream
For the sunshine, consdering the day to be fine
