clouds
by markie – written at 9:43pm, 6/27/2000
Clouds greet my morning
instead of sunlight through my window
I sit up, blankly staring at my clock
realizing i had only a couple hours of sleep.
Rubbing off my drowsiness,
i picked myself up to face another day.
Thoughts of emptiness fill my mind
as i wander through, in search of light.
Ate my breakfast, read the morning paper
still the clouds keep hanging over me.
memories of joy occasionally drift by
which makes me long for her more, my sorrows being cut deeper
Clouds followed me wherever i went
as the day moved slowly forward.
At work, through lunch, in the long afternoon
I kept thinking about her, and how much fun we used to have.
Finally, the day comes to an end,
the clouds replaced by the darkness of night.
I'd stare at the phone, wondering if i should give her a call,
but i guess i should leave her alone, 'cause that's what she wanted.
As i lay down to rest, i look at my window
and as a tear slowly comes down my cheek, i pray
"help me get through this night, and if morning will come my way,
greet me, not by clouds, but with sunshine i've long been waiting for."
this is one of the few poems i wrote about someone at work. the overcast skies outside suddenly made me remember this poem, so i decided to use it as my entry for today. not that i'm in a mellow or sad mood in any way, it's just, i guess, fitting for an unusual summer day like this.
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