Rainy Days
Rainy Day
One can be so lazy on a rainy day
Clouds so grey, sun is kept at bay
My world inside is as bleak as outside's
My mood, is but a subway train ride
Early to sleep, late to wake
Energy is low, I need a shake
FM radio plays my favorite love songs
Softly lull me to drift off or stare too long
Medley music from dance to romance
Prompts me to strut Buble's jazz stance
Few steps juice me up, a good workout treat
While Brickman's piano slows me, to a poised beat
Books to read, sprawling 'neath my head
Wishing, waiting, not one is read
One chapter tried, soon, I get tired
The story seems waywardly desired
Starving to death, diet screams in agony
I eat heavily to recoup my misery
Coffee for now, or chicken soup later
To boredom, I silently surrender.
Rain, you rock my thoughts to and fro
Either to stay still or endlessly complain
What this life has brought me in
Nothing to do but wait for tomorrow
The brighter day to take away my sorrow
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