The fowl weather may suit your mood Blackened clouds might have their way When things look bleak we tend to brood But it won't rain every day
Personal storm clouds block your sight Every thought you think is blue Dreary skies hold back the warm suns light Sometime soon it will get through
If sunlight cuts through mourning skies It's quite likely more will follow Rainbows will smile if the sky cries Brilliant warmth fills hearts so hollow
Biting rain may come back for a while Jealous storms could hide the sun Please don't let the raindrops steal your smile If they do you'll come undone
Though the weather may not match your mood You can be warmed from within If you smile then black clouds may brood Rain can flow down your thick skin
I've had to work the last few days out in the freezing rain, and it hasn't been fun. So I figured I'd take something from that and pour it into making a poem. It doesn't really have anything to do with working in the rain, but I like how it turned out.
I wasn't really too worried about line length in this one. I focused more on rhyming and the words I wanted to work with. I like the message this poem carries too, as it is more positive then the other poems I've been writing lately.