A rainy day
full of fog and a dreary feel
even though the temperature
is a pleasant 43 degrees outside,
and I am enjoying my three day weekend
since I took an extra day off work
for my birthday weekend.
Sipping my caramel latte
at Starbucks
and trying to find inspiration to write.
Life's busyness
and a writing dry spell
combine to stop my pen
and my poetry.
The gray skies
are gloomy
but somehow that
inspires me
on this rainy February day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem