It all came without warning
As I woke up to this groggy morning
And I ask you where is the sun?
On this dreary day that's gone for a run
And left behind gray clouds to play
Dripping their menacing tears today
Rain, rain, rain in the sunshine state
On days like these, I never want to awake
And for now, I must wait
For I know that the place of fate
And it will end when it says when
That's my queue to count to ten
After the rain, snowbirds arrive
Crushing and bruising, yet one must survive
Written by ©Diana Jillian Thursday, 5/2/13
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