Sunshine on Trees

The sun is out again, though the leaves
Have fallen down. A pity
They waited for it so long
All summer, and now the winter's here
And it's shining.

The clouds that move in
The sky, still moving though
The world is walking by, so beautiful
I can't begin to understand
How people don't look up sometimes.

The weather's a body clock, the planet
Telling me when to stop, but today
I'll go.