Skies Poem by Saint Cynosure

Skies



When its sunny,
I'm so happy.
When it rains,
it makes me sad.
But when the skies are partly cloudy,
that really drives me mad.
I tend to notice my stupidity,
in times of high humidity.
I would love to give a lecture,
about the barometric pressure.
But in no ways can my words measure,
my reaction to the weather.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
*Trusting You* 13 December 2008

this is so different from the others you write. the weather plays a big part in my mood as well. PYT

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