It's grey - yes, grey, not gray (there is a difference!) - it's rainy, and it's just been a foul day overall. It isn't even a pretty rain... and they're promising me snow to wake up to on my birthday tomorrow. >.<"
..if we weren't in Canada I'd say it was too early for winter.
Summer's frozen past
Stirring in the fall
Waking hidden thoughts and sights
Faded for sake of mind.
Ancient twists of
History's path
Brought to life
With all their ghosts.
Withered memories of a day
So like a rose
That fell and died
When summer 'finally' came.