Rainy Day Recipe

When the fierce winds blow and the rain beats down,
Try wearing a smile instead of a frown.

Sometimes, making my own sunshine,
It spills to others and is not only mine.

I cook up some apples, sprinkled with spice;
Aromas do wonders - they smell so nice.

Music works magic on a rainy day;
It soothes the soul - transports troubles away.

Sing along - I find I do;
Things become rosy instead of blue.

When the fierce winds blow and the rain beats down,
Try wearing a smile instead of a frown.

Joan Adams Burchell

(copyright)
Written October 15, 2003

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