No Puffs of Fluffy Clouds in the Sky

There ain’t no sky today.
No heavenly blue tapestry above,
No puffs of fluffy clouds with uplifting shapes to embrace,
No signs of eagles or birds way up high,
Not even a hint of the bright yellow sun in the sky.

Rather the heavens are filled with chalky gloom,
Filled with enough white to make you feel like you’re on the moon.
You can’t see the clouds blended in with the misty sky.
You can hear the planes and helicopters ahead,
But you cannot watch in awe as they soar across the sky.

Yet you know that this all will pass—
After all, bad weather cannot always last.
Soon you will hear the birds chirping and gliding outside.
Your face will be kissed with the glistening sunshine coming through your window.
You won’t feel like a wilted flower any longer,
Since there is a heavenly blue tapestry looking down at you from above.