Let the Son Shine

Let the Son Shine
The grey clouds played tag across the sky
Above the misty, green mountains;
They gently dropped refreshing rain
For but a few moments of pleasure.
Then the sun chased the clouds away
And the sunlight ran down the mountain,
Leaving the trees diamond-covered
Sparkling like the summer sun.
Grey clouds play across my life
And drop bits of trouble and sorrow.
But the Son-shine chases them away
Leaving it only sparkling diamonds
To reflect Jesus in my short life.
Jesus can be bright in your life, too.

Written by Wendy Andrus (Ross)
August 25, 1979

(I wrote this poem during high school)