Sonnet

The wind comes quickly on a summer day.

The sky contains a large blanket of cloud,

And out of the clouds comes the sun’s first ray.

It eliminates the darkness’s shroud.

Another light ray comes, and another,

Each piercing the darkness like an arrow.

The sky becomes bright, matched by no other.

The sky is so bright that it seems to glow.

Activity starts below on the ground.

Animals come out and start to work fast.

The whole, wide world is alive with much sound.

All the excitement is going to last.

The light comes through and the light will stay there.

Having a day like this day is not rare.