PAUL ORSHOSKI

   CHILDREN’S AUTHOR & POET

 

FOGGY SKIES

This morning when I woke up

I was met with great surprise

for right outside my window

loomed a treasure to my eyes.


The scene was so magnificent

I kissed the family dog.

The air was filled with haziness,

a vapor mass of fog.


How can foggy skies, you say,

bring joy into my day?

The answer is quite simple.

It caused a school delay.


I phoned a friend, we joked and laughed.

In fact, we both went wild.

There’s nothing like a school delay

to brighten up a child.


Before I jumped back into bed

my friend said I should know

the forecast for tomorrow calls

for freezing rain and snow.