Cloudy TwilightI go out in the morning and look at the skya sky of clouds and dawn's twilight faces meTo many this would be a bad omen,but to me, it's a sign of luckCould it be fortune? Happiness? Love?I have no way to know for surethe only way to find out is to keep going onhoping for the best in what I doI smile all day, expecting great things to happenbut nothing of importance happens at allSome minor good things here and therebut otherwise similar to an average dayWas there really any luck? Any happiness or love?I start to ponder this as I make my way home,recounting what had happened: was this dayfull of luck or not?Most