grey skies touch the sea
spelling a dull cloudy day
rain gear required
no birds to be seen
fearing treacherous weather
they remain nest bound
a lone cat stretches
lazily on the wet lawn
and saunters away
office goers rush
into their buildings quickly
to avoid the rain
a near panic scene
on a true manic Monday
high tides worry all
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