fes, morocco / 71℉ - clear

on days like this,

it's possible

to create

exactly who we are meant to be -

like tanners who dye long strips of leather,

we soak our days in barrels of joy

and create our clear blue skies. 

This poem is part of the A to Z blog challenge. Every day (except Sunday) I'll post a new weather forecast poem. Have a suggestion for a city? Contact me with a suggestion, and it might make the list.