Wet Outside
Looking up at the clouds all spaced out. A couple of drops here and there then a sprinkle that makes me want to tinkle. Here comes the shower with not much power. It makes you calm yet have a desire to cuddle.Not only is it cloudy but a little chilly. I wish to be sitting by a fire with my one and only. It's not bad weather just at the wrong time. I wish for sunshine to go with my mood. I'm not complaining I'll get used to it. Sitting looking at the clouds wondering should they make me happy or sad?
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