I do not want to work outside
this gloomy day I cannot hide
no pleasure in working out in the yard
so gloomy and damp it makes it hard
to really enjoy this what I do
when the mud is collecting on my shoes
and everything around me is damp and wet
and my heavy jacket is making me sweat
but without it I would not stay dry
with the rain and fog in the sky
and everything is wet to the touch
and my gloves are soaked and hard to clutch
the tools I am using for the task
just one more and it will be the last
and back inside warm and dry
to look out the window at the grey skies.
A day in one’s life beautifully rendered.
Thank you. Appreciate your comments.
Great poem. You capture gloomy day work perfectly. 🙂
Thanks and also for commenting
…but it’s a perfect day to plan a trip to Greece!
Is that where you are off to next?