Barometer rising
The tension is high
Pounding in the temples
As I rush to stay dry
The clouds roil above
Life continues below
I nervously await
For this storm to blow
I take medicine and coffee
To get through the day
As the sudden change in pressure
Causes me dismay
Once upon a time I wondered
what headaches were about
Now I’m close to the mountains,
And have absolutely no doubt
Then as fast as it appeared
The storm has rolled by
My headache has vanished
Into the clear, blue sky
2 Responses to “Low pressure blues”
I am glad your headache vanished! You gave me a new word to learn. Never heard the word roil. Last but definitely not least, I did not know you lived near mountains! Oh if the Lord ever brings me there, we are going hiking!
Absolutely Julie! I don’t hike nearly as often as I’d like to 🙂 once the kids are older they’ll get dragged along as well 😉