by Luke Putz
Oh where tell me where did my sunshine go?
Tell me, where could they have taken her to?
The clouds have gone and hid her from my sight,
Concealed her and turned my day into night,
Only gloom and sadness do they bring to stay,
They darken my mood and ruin my day,
But if I will wait and faithfully pray,
She will be returned, and all will be right.