CloudyDay

An exploration of my capability to rhyme.

The cloudy day showing green grass
Taking out my lovely lass

For her morning ritual as we all do
Knowing the weather was changing that would rue

The drivers and walkers we must ask
If so important their daily task

We must take time for a view
Of something so wonderful and new

For this years first snow
And with the wind starting to blow

The soft white snow deceives the eye
Of those that need to drive

So white and fluffy looking
Change that winter booking

We shall take our skies
And stay off our knees

To play in the snow
As wind does blow