Sunshine

Sitting by my window Absorbing the warmth Sundays are blessed in winters If the Sun's around Holding a book Deep in thoughts I think about the colors And pigments of all sorts There must be a reason For such shades The therapy one gets From the colors around The golds and yellows Brings down the signs Of confusion and depression It strengthen the body As well as mind And vitamin D Where else to be naturally found And the sky we see Blanketed with clouds Are the pallet of Greys ,blues and whites with change from dusk to dawn Variations form And I could sit here All day long Talk about birds Feathers and fawns There is so much we gain Though it's human nature From deep feelings he refains It's a weakness these days To talk about oceans , waterfall and lakes So I try and keep These feelings bound But there are times When these are the thoughts I just want to talk about