Pathetic Pathetic Fallacy
A poem about emotions

Today I lived in a sun ray, Just me and all that light. Felt my skin wrapped in warmth, This is springtime done right.
It snowed an hour later, Hail pummelling the ground. I glanced up to the sky — — the sun was nowhere to be found.
I laughed until I cried today, Eating brownies, drinking pop. I laughed and I laughed, I didn’t think I’d ever stop.
Later on though, I just cried, Eating ravioli, drinking tea. A sadness so strong I cried, Until I could no longer see.
Pathetic fallacy, they call it, The weather reflecting your heart. But what if I am mother nature? Just trying to figure out her part?
An atmosphere so potent, It fluctuates — but it tries. Just testing out the waters, And trying to recolour the skies.
Today was a bit peculiar, sure, The sunshine and the snow. Joy and sadness there, side by side, They’re old friends those two, you know.
