SUPERWOMAN-REMAINS

The clouds, Full of rain and, The color grey, Pass by my window, Slowly. As I lay on the couch, And watch them, Waiting for them to, Bring rain. But with the sun gone, On days such as this, I feel as though, The essence of summer, Is gone as well. And with all of that, Seeming to disappear, Behind grey clouds, I can help but, Feel a little sad and gloomy, As I watch these clouds, Slowly pass, By my window.