Oppressive Weather Poem

There was a feeling of oppression when I woke today for school

It wasn’t homework or the test I had to do,

It might have been the weather, the sky was darkened by thick clouds

And the raindrops pattered thickly into pools

It was frightening in its fury as the wind began to blow

The trees began to shake under the strain

And as I sheltered by the fire wondering which button turned it on

I wondered why it was I couldn’t hear

I could see the storm was howling, I could see that it was fierce

But the library was silent all around

And it might have been exhaustion as I curled up on the couch

And it might have been just boredom but not fear

For I thought if I could fall asleep and wake, then I would find

The weather calm and all the storm a dream

And I’d find myself at home in be surrounded by my toys

All snuggled safely underneath my quilt

And for am minute it was true and for a minute I was there

But then I had a feeling as of guilt

And I woke and knew I was at school, procrastinating   time

When the test is where I should have had my mind

For the storm was not that scary and the weather not that bad

Just cold and gloomy, not enough to cancel class