Facades

Clearing skies, a mere facade.
Just when she thought the skies were clearing,
after bouts of thunder and bolts of lightning flashing by,
Apparently she was wrong.

Just when she wished to wait for the magnificent rainbow
At the end of the rainy days
Something she became less and less certain of being able to see
Afterall, the rain didn't seem to want to cease.

But the skies were just,
Just about to clear...

Just when she thought
Just when she felt
Just when she believed...

Someone up there must be laughing at her.
Having a huge chuckle indeed.