Overcast Sunday Poem by Thomas Plotz

Overcast Sunday



"Can't sleep and you see the hazy glow of the sky slowly coming to life"
They said

Sounds like you're in the place I'm in; under the same overcast sky.
Here to welcome another early March Sunday; hoping the sun will part to crystal blue.
While I'm here thinking of you.

Have a great day I.E.M.

T. Plotz
Overcast Sunday
11 March 2018

Sunday, March 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: feeling,response,sky
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Part of a friends quote. Found from a response.I may expand this and make it longer; calling it a part 2.
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