Rainy Sunday,
Clouds are gray,
Laundry chore is underway.
Rainy Sunday,
Mood is gray,
Wish I had another sunny day.
Rainy Sunday,
Feeling gray,
Missing my dad today.
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Romeo Lit Coach 
Like the repetition and the rhythm in this poem. Rainy days always seem to bring on a little melancholy.
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I agree with Rose. I like the simplicity and am always envious of someone who can rhyme successfully, without it being forced. Be well, and thanks for the peek into your world.
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I like the mood in this poem. It feels as gray as your day. Thank you for sharing.
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Love this poem; it’s rainy and gray in Illinois today too. The rain always makes me miss my mom too… hoping for sunnier days ahead.
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