Flatbottomed blankets of soupy-grey clouds,
Frowning downwards, silently dour and still.
Clinging tenuously, while winding around
Each tendril of light, icy breath wisping
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Fay, you have just written a conclusion to the latter part of my life. Thank you sweetheart. Sid.xxx
Don't let the Overcast days get you down, it's dam cold up here Andy 10
I used to hate grey days, they always made me sad. Today is a grey day for me as well, but like you I have learned that each moment is special and it does not depend upon the weather. Now they are a day for indoor things like writing indoor poems and reading indoor books. Great poem Fay. Bob xx 10/10