An autumn rain
Corrupts the day.
Stealing sun and sky
giving back only grey.
but I've seen the weather report,
and tomorrow wont be so bad.
Still a bit cloudy, and the cold
bitterly sad.
But the sun will shine
Happening at some time around 5
and clear blue skies will follow us into a starry night.
And if hes wrong
(For no weatherman is perfect)
Well,
there's always next time.
Very good poem, I'll try to keep it in mind.
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