Grey Weather

The weather supports excuses.

Sunshine brings people around.

Brightness and warmth acts as their muses,

Inspiring a cheerful sound.

Shorts and sunnies are what they wear,

With matching smiles on their faces.

But when it rains that mood is rare,

Not everyone is on the same basis.

I’d trade in shorts for wool chinos

Keep my flannel and my Martens

The things that nobody knows.

Especially when the sky darkens

Most would say it is gloomy and dismal.

The soothing grey sky up above

Hiding feelings that are too abysmal;

Maybe things that we are not proud of.