Cloudy Again
Sitting outside watching
as breezes blow through
grass, pushing it back a ways,
as if to say, wake up you guys
spring is here at last, so start
enjoying it.
Cloudy skies speaking to me,
saying rain is on way,
as if my grass has not had
enough moisture.
Cloudy again is getting
old real fast, but come
August will welcome it
back to stay for awhile.
Written 6-1-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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