Clouds block the sun
day is gray, wind bows
tree limbs sway

in the planter
a quail nests
eleven speckled eggs

on the ground
ten more small quail
scurry under the fence

a rabbit runs
along the fence
spring brings changes
in and out.

   It has been a strange day, but the sunset has been spectacular.  What has your day been like?  Can you write a poem about it?