Day

Morning
The sun shines brightly
Warming my skin through the window
Spirits are high
The warmth spreads all the way to my toes
Walking in the sun
Enjoying the bright light
Having a good day
Afternoon
The wind begins to blow
Leaves only swirl at first
Dancing against the breeze
Then trees quiver
The sun dips behind a building
The sky darkening
Then the clouds come
Light and fluffy disappear
Making room for the thick and grey
Plants double over
Giving way to the greater force in charge
Even darker still
Evening
The chill sets in
The sun having gone to bed
The unseen clouds build up
Against the black sky
Hiding the moon and the stars
The first drop is silent
Unheard against the window
Followed by ore and more
Falling from the clouds
The wind rustles again
Sending the drops sideways
They pick up speed
Hitting in large groups against the pane
Night
Chill turns to cold
Extra layers become necessary
The heater is switched on
More drops cascade from the sky
Each faster than the previous
My mood sinks
The sun is long gone
Alone
Suddenly the drops lessen
Seconds pass with fewer and fewer
Single drops visible against the glass
Less and less
Until none fall at all
The clouds dissipate
Giving way to the twinkling lights
And the crescent moon
A smile takes hold of my face
The storm has passed
Though its dark, everything is good
Sleep takes hold
Over night the water evaporates
Revealing dry sidewalks
The clouds long having disappeared
The sun rights everything come morning
A new day dawns
Morning