In the puddles on my terrace, clouds reflected;
August with
a wave of rain infected
Which dents
my hopes for sun on this new day
How brave
can I be, when skies are grey?
So, I
wonder how it is with YOU, out there
When you pull open curtains, do you stare
At this misty veil which means less heat
And desist
from wearing sandals on your feet?
The happy
hordes down south soak up the sun
Braving traffic
chaos for beach fun
While those
of us who stay to earn our crust
Cope with rainy
days because we must!
That
temperatures affect our mood is true
Emotions
roller-coaster our lives through
Variety is
the spice of life they say
But how
much still sparks joy in hearts today?
(c) Poet in the woods 2025
