Eap-Seattle
The rain continues to plummet and fall
And the gray of the day looks like it will never go away.
I long for the boisterous blue of a hot summer’s day.
It seems our shy sun has wandered and meandered astray
From today’s and tomorrow’s forecast much to my dismay.
Copyright © Mike Butler | Year Posted 2010
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