Sometimes you feel just like a cold and gray day…

It was cold
It was dreary
Clouds were gray
Her mind weary
Dampness touched her
Nose and fingers
Causing shivering
That lingers
She folded arms
Across her chest
Reached inside
Her mind for rest
Rest from doubt
Rest from aching
Peace for a heart
That’s always breaking
It was as if the
Sun had known
And for that reason
Left her alone
Hidden behind
Clouds of gray
Never bothering
To shine today
Why, she thought
Why? Why me?
Why not came an answer,
Why not thee?
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