For, it started raining all over again!

On a day like any other, on a day when heavens failed to judge,
Gray and musty like a widowed damsel.
Broken reflections in puddles of diabolical sludge,
View by my window like a melancholic sequel.

On a day like any other, on a day of muddle,
Beams of laughter filtered through the mist.
Warmth of gentle sunshine began to cuddle,
Rustles amongst joyous leaves being kissed.

On a day like any other, on a day that wouldn’t vanish,
There bloomed a twilight of a beginning and a blush of a dancing dame.
But then, it all failed to flutter and flourish,
For, it started raining all over again!