It is the Ides of March The cirrostratus, cirrocumulus ,and cumulonimbus stratus were all bunched together in shades of white and gray with a touch of silver for good measure Some were tired of their admirers in helicopters and airplanes Even a dove on the roof of aΒ Β tall house seemed to take notice How they wished that humans would stop saying rain,rain go away and blame them for that and snow Out of their control So their friend the Sun noticed the day the clouds cried How she wished she could dry their tears without burning them