A cold wind is blowing through, <br />With grey clouds overhead. <br />There just is not one speck of blue, <br />Wish I had stayed in bed. <br /> <br />And now to really get my goat, <br />The rain starts coming down. <br />At least I have my nice warm coat, <br />That keeps me snug and sound. <br /> <br />The grey clouds are hurrying by, <br />As the north wind steadily blows. <br />Rolling through the autumn skies, <br />Where they're going no one knows. <br /> <br />11/14/10 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grey-clouds-3/
