He has an angry temper
At times will even cry
So she stretches out her graceful form
Across the gloomy sky
Her beauty so astounds him
That his tears cease to fall
So she slowly fades away 
Until she hears another call

He often feels neglected
When no-one else is there
So she stretches out her gentile wings
Gliding through the air
And her gracefulness astounds him
He no longer is alone
But he wishes he could find the peace
She has always known