Optimistic Night

I wrote this around three a.m. this morning.  
Had a fitful night, but a least this poem came out of it all.  
 I love to look toward the sky,  
And that is why I am so high.  
Oh, beautiful sun shinning true,  
As if the entire wide world knew.  
 
Eh, behind the clouds it can hide,  
’Specially when I’ve had such pride.  
Looking ahead is such a sweet joy,  
I feel like a young grinning boy.  
 
It takes not much to make me proud,  
I am out from under those clouds.  
Don’t know what tomorrow will bring,  
I only know that tonight I cling.  
 
©January 16, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton