On Nimbus Nine

I was looking for the silver lining

Around the black cloud over my head.

I find raindrops and tears flowing

Down my face, fast and unarrested.

But I try to keep up, sweating

Weathering it, leaving things unsaid.

The sun's blazing with vengeance

Burning me out when I'm doing nothing.

I was completely wrong, I realise

And resign and sit alone waiting

For another disappointment hence.

The cloud over me is having fun, laughing.

When it really started drizzling today

Bringing petrichor, making dust grime

My metaphorical cloud vanished away

Leaving me jumping on cloud nine.

'Cuz I said that it'd rain, yesterday

And in came the cumulonimbus, smilin'!

It stayed long enough for me to forget

Everything for the time being

"Yay, my forecast is correct!"

Was all I could think of thinking.

Nimbus then moved NORTH and I can bet

'Twas to tell me: UP is where you'll be climbing!

I'm learning to forecast the weather as yet another attempt to keep myself occupied. My predictions have been right for two consecutive days!