“What do you make of it?” asked the raccoon.
“So dark this early afternoon.”
Hawk answered: “He that is in control, is a friend of mine.
I say He makes it dull to show the shine.”
Nervously the squirrel chimes in: “Those with a soul,
“Don’t seem to know He’s in control!”
“All in the Creators hands.” squawked BlueJay.
Cardinal turning his head sharply, chirps; “His time, His way.”