Black Clouds Overhead

There's black storm clouds outside and if they should let go it won't be rain reigning down, it will be the ice cold snow. Ominous and black the clouds that blanket the sky overhead and if their flurries they let fly I think I'll hide in bed. Black clouds hover overhead, threatening and dark. Time to go find the shovel in case Old Man Winter leaves his mark. I do not mind the rain too much. It has it's uses , true. The snow has no appeal for me. I'll be glad when winter's through.