Weather

Sun kissed pavement

radiating, shimmering

Does not fit with recent bereavement

Off-kilter weather

She didn't know whether

She should still attend the memorial

Soft breeze caresses grass

As cars whirr by

A loud honking of horn

A pedestrian rushes across

Completing small journey

From middle of the road

To shimmering, shimmering pavement

Quicker than anticipated

She sobs on the park bench

Streaks of clouds smiling down at her

From miles above

She awaits patiently,

A descending fog

A misty, wet rain

A weather to hide her from the others

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