utrecht, the netherlands / 53℉ - light rain

i put my hurt in a brightly colored box and pile them high red for heartache yellow for worry green for bitterness blue for the 2 a.m. sadness that creeps in my heart no matter how hard i try to fight it all my troubles stack neatly and true.

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.