She listens to the steady pitter pat
on what is another dark and dreary day
Even the dogs tire of nature's tears
too wet to go outside for walk and play
Jazz rings out in the background
hoping to soothe a dampened soul
Melancholy dripping like raindrops
pulling me down a endless hole
Wringing me dry of energy and joy
hopelessness winning this fight
Until a beacon of light breaks through the fog
and darkness gives way to Open Link Night
Written for dVerse Poets
Week 118
