Gray Skies

clouds cover this day
dim my view of everything
it's cold and I want to abandon this walk
for a cup of hot tea
I don't know what to think
of these gray skies
or of the hidden sun
I kick over these questions
looking for the answers
the ground is cold and still
just like the gray skies
I would go inside and hide
drink that tea and nap
or read a book
but sleep and diversion won't save me
from what I see and feel
under these gray skies
there are no birds flying about
no chatter of sparrows
beneath these clouds
I seem to walk around in shadows
gray skies, gray mind
remembering autumn
hoping for spring
gray skies cover this day
I fear I have inhaled the gray
and dimmed my view of everything
to hide under electric lights

it's time for that cup of tea