On This Grayish, Black and White Day

She runs to top the hill and listen for songbirds. On this grayish, black and white scene, there are only crows in the sky, screeching like a hawk who has eyed a snake. What is that rustling sound? Is there a snake? She runs. The leaves atop the trees rustle now and snicker when she trips over fallen limbs. The darksome clouds release their hold of rain on this grayish, black and white scene. Despising the day, she crawls home, cursing the leaves. April 28, 2023 Sponsor Sotto Poet Contest Name UP TO 20 LINES