Peek-a-boo

by Sugarray77

Behind the clouds, the Sun winks through

it's peek-a-boo

he smiles at me,

then turns to flee.

He's played with me throughout the day,

but clouds of gray

have scurried by

a peppered sky.

Tomorrow, hope we'll see some blue

rambunctious hue

"Come out and play,

you Sunny day!"

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