Cheer Up

It doesn’t make much sense
To not love the outdoors
When in through the window
That shining spring sun pours.

Why ignore that lovely song
Of birds chirping, on and on
Sitting and swooping
Out in the front lawn?

Frown some other day,
It will be there still.
Today come play with me,
Let’s fetch water on the hill.

Such green grass, we’ll never fall down
I won’t break my crown, or tumble down
And you won’t follow after.

It doesn’t make much sense
To let it get to you now.
Look outside the windows
And steal a piece of spring.

There’s birds, there’s sun
There’s you, and there’s me.