#2849-Half

I looked outside,

At the half-covered sky,

Wondering if the clouds,

Were rolling in,

Or floating away,

In the cold morning breeze.

Perhaps a sign,

Of the day to unwind.

And as the minutes,

Drifted by,

Wandering thoughts,

Dissolved in the sky,

Leaving nothing behind,

But emptiness and gratitude,

In an uneasy mind.