Like the Day

Sometimes the weather is a reflection of how we feel.

Woke up like the day,
cloudy and gray with a good chance of hail and rain.
It was not fair,
the chill in the air left frost on my window pane.
Went outside to see,
if just maybe there would be a break in the clouds.
I looked for blue skies,
for the fog to rise. I prayed for the sun to come out.
Could hear the rain,
from far away. I knew it was coming soon.
Went back inside,
my safe place to hide. Was hoping to sleep until noon.