sunny day.

all i know is that whenever i see the sun, i be sure to thank it for being there for me no matter what.
i know that when i see green grass too rich with potential, i ask for sunlight to look it in the eyes and give it the recognition it always deserved.
i know that when i see grass rotting brown with imminent death of flourishment, the steady rhythym of dripping from my gutter is a welcoming siren.
storms and suns.
i look back at the rain clouds i emerged from beneath, i smile a wan, salty, sailor's smile at the brutal mentor.
storms and suns.


thats all it is..