Mr. Sunshine

This is a topsy-turvy world all right,
A nuttier place, I’m yet to see.
The folks that inhabit this
Blue-green space,
Are as crazy as can be!

When I appear at my glowing best,
They look at me and frown;
Peer at me through squinting eyes,
And swear that they’re turning brown.

Hey!I am the sun and that’s my job,
I’m always shining bright,
What you see is what I’ve got
Whether you like it or not.
I don’t know why, you go on and on,
About how uncomfortable you are,
If I do the bunk one day,
Then, you won’t know where you are.

Now lets take a look at that fellow you love,
That rumbling thundercloud,
He makes an impressive bow,
With lightening and thunder in tow.
He looks so dark and mysterious,
With nary a smile on his face,
Yet you dance with joy when you see him
And call him your saving grace.

He is so full of himself,
He swaggers about the sky,
And when he comes pouring down,
You go mad with joy!
Once the showers over,
He exists no more;
Just because he’s so elusive,
You guys love him so.

I guess you are used to,
Seeing me day after day,
so you tend to take me for granted,
And sometimes think I’m in your way.
It's good I know my job quite well,
I will always shine,
And warm your little planet,
Until the end of time.