new york city / 59℉ - cloudy and windy

i hear your voice

through wind and din

and chatter and song

and the sound of the clouds

drifting through my brain.

you are my steadfast,

like sunrise and tide.

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.