The Clouds Over Our Heads

I suppose I should explain:
Those threatening clouds over our heads
Are my old friends,
Who have been around frequently in the dawn hours
And given me the useful gift of a frown
And an excuse to accuse the world of wanting to cut me down,
A reason to gaze at my shoes and bitch about the laces.

I am just so sorry it has to rain on you too.

by Patrick O'Reilly

Comments (1)

i really like it! especially the last line