The Difference

I looked upon the solemn skies

With weary, dry, and greying eyes

To see one good thing in disguise

Would make all of the difference

But what I saw wasn't much to see

I thought the sun abandoned me

To another land, bounced happily

To look for something different

Another child, consumed in grey

Who surely hadn't known of play

And on one bright, surprising day

The sky looked somewhat different

The rain had stopped, the clouds had gone

The dream this child lived upon

Was happening when came the sun

And that made all the difference

As I counted drops of rain

And they slid down the window pane

I felt no sorrow or disdain

For the sun found someone different

And maybe one day we could find

Each other and combine

To make a rainbow we can climb

And feel completely different

Bigger than our wildest dreams

Brighter than the brightest things

Higher than a bird with wings

Friendship is the difference

Yes friendship is the difference

I look upon the solemn skies

With a new light upon my eyes

I have seen beauty in disguise

And that made it all the... better