Prompted by Poet's Place Cafe

Stave Form of the Week Hail the Sun!

Hail the Sun!

I raise my cup of coffee high,
an early toast to things I spy.
The atmospheric river spent,
torrential rains have come and went.
There's no more need to wail and whine
I'm getting drunk on sunrise shine

The orb appears with great pizzazz
a welcome treat, I hum smooth jazz
to wake my day with cheeky joy
and hope the weather won't be coy.
May a warmer, dryer, week be mine,
I'm getting drunk on sunrise shine.
                    ~~Judi Van Gorder

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Inspired by "Form of the week: Stave"  
Verse Form Stave