3-8-2012        Inside from the Rain
               Yesterday the sky turned cloudy ,dark low moving clouds ,
               Bringing a heavy fog that touches the taller treetops,
               I am glad to be inside, looking out my window , I hear the wind howl loudly,
               I put my hand against the window pane,
               Cold to the touch,I leave an imprint that slowly fades away,
               As I lean back and peer through the fading hand print,at the falling rain,
               I hope that everything is closed up and put inside,that this rain will soon end,
               So that I can go outside once again.