Fair Weather Friend

Sun sends you spilling
over lush and lofty terrain.
Tis true fair weather sends feet flying.

When grey slips sun from sky,
come you again seeking shelter
just yesterday labeled a prison.

The change in weather changes mind,
transforms heaven to hell
makes demon of angel.

Some time when you retread ground
previously abandoned in joy
find you might a closed door.

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