The Sun will always shine

I re-wrote someone's poem on the beauties of nature. Photo by my daughter, Katie of a prairie sunrise on the outskirts of my local area of Spokane, WA.

The Sun Will Always Shine
(Original Version-NOT by me)

The sun is always shining somewhere
and the mocking birds will always sing,
storm clouds may be over us now
but, oh, that doesn't mean a thing
because soon there will be a rainbow,
that will appear in the hopeful sky
thunder will never linger upon us forever,
our wings will untangle and we'll slowly fly
into the better days of tomorrow,
where the daffodils freely bloom
lonliness will disappear and the sadness will smile
light will distract the shadows and vanish all the gloom.
So there is no need to worry,
our days will not be forever black
love will come and so will hope
and all the gentle brightness we lack
it is only a matter of time before we cry our last tear
all beauty will softly shine and take away the fear
the clouds will drift and the rain will dry,
and then the sun will shine on, here.

The Sun Will Always Shine
(Re-Done by Airial Krystal)

The sun is always shining somewhere
And somewhere a mocking bird sings.
Storm clouds may be over us now,
The littlest of mean things.

But soon there will be a rainbow,
That appears in a hopeful sky.
Thunder will never linger forever,
Our wings will untangle and fly.

Into better days of tomorrow,
Where the daffodils freely bloom.
Loneliness will disappear,
And sadness will leave the room.
Light will distract the shadows
And vanish all the gloom.

So there is no need to worry,
Of days that once were black.
Love will come and so will hope
Bringing the brightness back.

It is only a simple matter of time
E'er we cry our very last tear.
The beautiful sun will softly shine
And take away all our fear.
Clouds will drift and rain will dry,
Then the sun will shine on, here.

Author's Note

Anyone can see this poem has potential. A member of my poetry group wrote it. She was a novice. I got her permission to re-write it and let its potential shine. Perhaps this example will serve as a good lesson for budding poets out there who want to know what makes a poem true poetry.