After the Tempest

Waking up feeling sad this morning
the truth of now is finally dawning.
A conversation had last night
bought perspective, into light.

A couples dinner, a double date
past tense, much too late.
A beautiful home meant to share
sad reminder of a broken pair.

Outside, drizzling rain
falls upon my window pane.
The sun breaks through, clouds of grey
shining down on me today.