Monday, I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday, I was angry with the rain.
Forgot my umbrella - what a pain.
Wednesday, I was angry with the wind.
It blew all the rubbish I had binned.
Thursday, I was angry with the cold
Hurting my bones now that I am old.
Friday, I was angry with the ice.
Slipped on my bum; it was not nice.
Saturday, I was angry with the snow.
Stopped me getting to where I wanted to go.
Sunday, I was angry that I stayed in.
Poor old weather, it cannot win.
Complaining About The Weather
Today I Was...
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2020 with permission of the Author.
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