When I woke up this morning,
The sky was cloudy and gray.
The absence of the sphere in the sky
Did not depress me, though. Not today.
Yesterday the land was dry
And smoke filled the atmosphere.
The flowers and trees were begging,
For relief from the unrelenting heat.
Today they stand tall, with mouths open-wide
Anticipating an end to their thirsty days.
I too rejoice. I love the sun,
But know when it’s too much.
Today I am happy and content,
To lie underneath the sky of gray.
by Cody McCullough