The clouds blanketed the morning sky,
Hiding the sun from my eye.
The thunderhead, so dark and grey,
I knew it would be a rainy day.
Nebulous and cumulous swarmed around,
There was no blue sky to be found.
A rainy mist began to fall,
I stayed inside to avoid it all.
Maybe later I’ll go outside,
When the sun no longer hides.
I’d rather see a sky of blue,
Only marred by a puff or two.
Fluffy clouds billowing by,
Take strange shapes to you and I.
But for now I’ll stay in and sleep,
A rainy day just counting sheep.