Outside is where i stand
lookin straight up ath the clouded sky.
Gray cllouds move over head
light sprinkles of water touch my skin,
moments later it is no longer light but heavy.
My clothes, hair, and skin drink the falling water
as i think to myself…
“…could a perfect moment be too good to be true?…”
Then Gray clouds leave as the cold wind blows
the sky is clear and blue.
I feel heavily soaked, stiff and numb
slowly i walk back inside with the wind blowing in all directions.
