A Cloudy day -

Poem on the Eve of the prolonged counting of votes in the US presidential election.

Sky is dull

Full of clouds

A greyish hue

Spreading around

Soaking everything

That can be seen

And even the unseen

Zones of mind

You look with hope

Into the clouds

For rain to fall

Quickly down

And wish the clouds

Disperse away

For sun to hit

The waiting ground

A Cloudy day