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