A Cloudy Day

At Winter's edge,
A bit of frost on the hedge.
The temperature is cool,
This morning clouds are gathering.
It looks like today the clouds will rule.
The early morning sun is fading,
And the skies are turning many shades of gray.
That's okay.
It seems to drape the scene,
With a quiet, peaceful serene.
Darker and thicker they grow,
The clouds scurry across the sky.
And as they go,
They're getting together, getting ready to cry.
Now as the raindrops start to fall,
In my solitude I get to reflect upon it all.
It is my contention that on a cloudy day,
There's nothing wrong with it,
With me it's quite okay.
I really dig it,
In a quiet down-day sort of way.

William David has had a successful career as a Senior Engineering Designer working with international mining companies, designing Gold, Silver, and Copper processing plants all over the world, including being the Chief Designer of the first SX-EW copper processing plant ever built in Asia, located at Monywa, Myanmar. William is retired now and living with his wife of 38 yrs. in Tucson, Az. He likes spending time now devoted to his passion, reading, reviewing, and writing poetry. William writes for his pleasure and for the pleasure of those who might read his poems.