Cloudy

I like these days

When it’s cloudy

The skies are dark and grey

And like a mother’s touch

It brings me comfort

Because at least I know

In these moments

It isn’t just me

For whom the sun

Refuses to shine

 

Belated response to the weekend’s Word of the Day prompts; cloudy and motherly

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