Today’s poem is a short and simple piece that I wrote at the end of college just before leaving for my first “adult job”. Though it may not seem like it, I wrote this poem to gain a sense of closure to my college career. It hearkens back to an excellent memory, and tied up things nicely for me at the time. A special thank you to my friend Joseph on this piece, he helped me edit and clarify this poem and continues to encourage my journey as a poet today.
My eyes opened from sleep
to find my love at my side,
her face friendly
with a smile, coy and wide.
As I stretched she said, “Good morning sunshine!”
That line being taken, I said, “Good morning clouds.”
She frowned and said, “Clouds? Don’t I brighten your day?”
I said, “Not quite, you are what shrouds
the sun, on a day that’s too hot,
or a storm’s gentle rocking to bed.
You are an overcast day
when the temperature’s just right.
So I’d say you’re my clouds instead.”