For the weatherman

Sometimes I write to you as if you’re

Satisfactory

The perfect coat made in a factory

 

But you are more than warmth

Coverage, or cloth

 

You are the sun and stars

The wind and rain

 

Who needs a coat

When you know the weatherman himself

 

I’m sorry for praying for contentment

You’re more than enough

The fulfillment of my highest hopes

 

For you gave me your life, hope, and love

You are my good Father, friend, and savior

 

You are more than enough

You are everything