Undisturbed snow Has such an allure That as much as We wish to disturb it We still hesistate -Kel Dayheart
Back-to-bed Weather
Snowflakes falling in a flutter Is beautiful and poetry inspiring This snow which falls In handful sized clumps Is just depressing And makes me wish I hadn't left my bed -Kel Dayheart
Knocking to Come in
The wind howls its fury
Banging against our house
No Change
Things seem A bit grim today A grey cast Not so different From the forecast yesterday -Kel Dayheart
No Remnants
It's blue skies again The storm that ravaged Has settled and disappeared Leaving the appearance That it never was To begin with -Kel Dayheart
Cold Fire
Vibrant red rains down
Like a fire storm
A Storm Brewing
Pitter- patter hits the tin roof Whistles and howls combine With crackling clashes In this symphony of sounds It reaches a crescendo As all peace is lost And the light has faded With darkness settling in amongst the noise -Kel Dayheart
Same as Before
London rain Is falling down With fog rising It's a gray day Once again -Kel Dayheart
Gray Day
Take shelter from the rain It's a dreary gray out The clouds rumble threateningly But worry not For soon the sun will come And shine once more -Kel Dayheart
Grey Morning
Bury my head in the pillow Not the best start To any morning But it's raining And more grey Than morning -Kel Dayheart
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