Outside the window the wind beats

Against the pane, bringing rain.

I stand inside, and can feel as if

It were striking my face, slapping my skin.

It's cold, I can feel it seep into my bones

Waiting for the house to warm in early morning.

The wind and rain never seem to cease.

The sky goes from black to blue to gray

Without the sun getting in the way.

Quietly, I assemble myself for the day.

01/05/2008

Author's Note: I have to get up and out very early in the morning to teach at my rural High School....

Posted on 01/05/2008
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