Gray

Riding the bus on a rainy day


Today, the sky is gray.
The clouds have all come together
To form a perfect shield,
Blocking the sun and the moon.
The usual rays don't shine through
But there is still light.

Today, the sky is gray.
The clouds release what they are made of,
The essential compound of the life we know of.
Playing their part for the reason
Of ushering in a new season

Today, the sky is gray.
The birds still play.
The trees swing happily,
As the wind blows merrily.
Today the sky is gray,
But soon it will go away.