Clear Or Cloudy
Clear or cloudy
Sweet as April showering
Smooth or frowning, so is her face to me
Pleased or smiling, like mild May all flowering
When skies blue silk, and meadow carpets be
Her speech has notes of that nightbird that singeth
Who thought all sweet, yet jarring notes out ringeth
Her speech has notes of that nightbird that singeth
Who thought all sweet, yet jarring notes out ringeth
Her grace like June, when earth and trees be trimmed
In best attire of complete beauty's height
Her love again, like Summer's days bedimmed
With little clouds of doubtful constant faith
Her trust, her doubt, like rain and heat in skies
Gently thundering, she; lightning to mine eyes
Her trust, her doubt, like rain and heat in skies
Gently thundering, she; lightning to mine eyes
Sweet summer Spring, that breatheth life and growing
In weeds as into healing herbs and flowers
And sees of service, divers sorts in sowing
Some haply seeming, and some being, yours
Rain on your herbs and flowers that truly serve
And let your weeds lack dew, and duly starve
Rain on your herbs and flowers that truly serve
And let your weeds lack dew, and duly starve
Sweet as April showering
Smooth or frowning, so is her face to me
Pleased or smiling, like mild May all flowering
When skies blue silk, and meadow carpets be
Her speech has notes of that nightbird that singeth
Who thought all sweet, yet jarring notes out ringeth
Her speech has notes of that nightbird that singeth
Who thought all sweet, yet jarring notes out ringeth
Her grace like June, when earth and trees be trimmed
In best attire of complete beauty's height
Her love again, like Summer's days bedimmed
With little clouds of doubtful constant faith
Her trust, her doubt, like rain and heat in skies
Gently thundering, she; lightning to mine eyes
Her trust, her doubt, like rain and heat in skies
Gently thundering, she; lightning to mine eyes
Sweet summer Spring, that breatheth life and growing
In weeds as into healing herbs and flowers
And sees of service, divers sorts in sowing
Some haply seeming, and some being, yours
Rain on your herbs and flowers that truly serve
And let your weeds lack dew, and duly starve
Rain on your herbs and flowers that truly serve
And let your weeds lack dew, and duly starve
Credits
Writer(s): Dp, Gordon Matthew Sumner, Edin Karamazov
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