Permanent SUNSHINE

I do want, nor will ever say
That permanent sunshine should come our way.
I must be mad I hear you cry
Why sun always shining from the sky.
Should be so bad, I know I must try.
To make you see a point of reason
I happen to think improves the seasons.
For without dark, or rain or snow
The love of sun you would not know
Your beloved sunshine would only be
The single thing known to thee.
So without others to compare to
The one thing, the only thing will only be so.