HER GREY GLOOM SEARCHES FOR THE PERFECT ACCESSORY

 

The curtains remain shut this morning

A limited view of her in her grey hooded dress coat

Shuffling along in the rain, chill, and drizzle

 

I can hear her out there humming

Oddly cheery, waving at the mini-vans

And sedans spraying puddles to her ankles.

 

Giving her cloudy grey to a warm hello

The Sun having a bad hair day and spotty

Sends his favorite gloom out dressed accordingly

 

She’s all about it, in her favorite shade of grey

It’s always suited the mist and fog of her

The flat, dull cloak she’s made her favorite

 

She’s out there at the windows tapping

Her happy gloom and drizzle inviting

The day to be a creative search for

 

Just the right rainbow to compliment

Her outfit because a girl always likes the

Right accessory.