The sun is at the brink
Of setting down, finding its way
Behind the buildings.
The clouds are now tired
Of haphazard movement and they’re
Trying their best too.
There’s nobody out there
That are currently talking about
The winds that are whispering.
I don’t want to talk about it either
Because I’m already running late,
Just like the people out there.
But there’s time for me to relax
As I already know that it’s not
Going to happen until I reach home.
I’m not going to tell this to anybody
Because everybody knows
That It’s going to rain tomorrow.
Homework: Find six birds in the picture.