The Morning After the Rain

Golden light filters into my room
softly.
With a delicate hand,
I push the sheer curtains 
away.

I unlock the window with a
click
then push it up.

The sky
I whisper.
I stare a moment longer.
Caught
in amazement.

The rain has stopped.
The skies are blue,
like your eyes.
The clouds were cream colored,
like your skin,
lit up by the sunrise.

A breeze
cuts
through the
thick, humid air.

The streets are
still damp.
The ground,
still soaked,
overflowing with the
hope
of water.

But
the birds sing.
That sound brings
hope
in the morning
after the rain. 
 

 *****

Hello.

How's life for y'all?

Mine's going fairly well.

I went to the library this afternoon and got 12 books.

I've already read 2 of them, Finding Audrey and My Heart and Other Back Holes. Both dealt with mental illnesses. I recommend both.

In other news, I've changed my blog design. 

I think I like it (at least for now)

I just got bored with the old one and wanted something new. (Let me know what you think:)

The ony problem with reading wo books in one day is that i have to do SO MUCH HOMEWORK tomorrow which is a pain in the butt. Oh well. I'l have to hike up my skirt and get it done. (Including two essays and an English project plus a gazilion French and science worksheets.)

xoxo