By acclamation
The day was nasty
No sun
Fog
Gray clouds
Rain
Snowflakes
Then I thought
There is beauty
A different look
Difficult task
Rewarding when
You see it at last
The sun breaks through
Momentarily
Enough to lift you
Change your point of view
There is always beauty
Just a different kind
Make a point of searching
Seek and you will find
Stanski
November 9, 2022, ^