The sun outside, broke through the clouds;
Shining down and resounding aloud.
The storms above had now passed,
And all the dim grim atmosphere,
Was now in the, now distant past.
The skies were completely clear.
The skies were recently cleaned glass.
Upon the city hope was “en-masse”.
Dry feet strolled the damp street.
Spirits were floating among airplanes;
As if the home team had avoided defeat.
Cars passed pleasantly in their lanes;
Driving merrily along, honking out their song.
Everyone found a right, to each painful wrong.
Though the cares of tomorrow were still there,
And there was still sorrow, and still pain;
Stillness, peace, and happiness hung everywhere
For today is today, and today there`s no more rain..
Composed By: Andrew Drucker
Composed By: Andrew Drucker
