Ничего в голову не приходет надо сочинить стих должны быть эти слова rain-again head-bed bright-light child-smiled 40

I lift my headAnd I get out of bed
I look out the window - rainAnd I want to be sad again
But here comes a bright light
I look: the child is playing on the street, smiled
And I dress and run to him
We are the happy two will swing on the swings