The sky above my house
Has heavy rain clouds.

The forecast does not look good.

You tell me not to worry

You say the forecast can be wrong.

You tell me I worry too much

Be positive

Give it a chance

But no clouds are over your house.

While I shop for sand bags,

You’re planning a vacation.

While I check my roof for leaks,

You’re bemoaning a hang nail.

The pressure is building and I smell rain

But you pat me on the head

And show me your safety pin.

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