Happiness is a rainy day
Concrete clouds the darkest gray
Lightening flashes, thunder crashes
A torrential tempest in frightful display

While inside she is in sight
Her eyes reflect the candle light
My fingers trace her graceful face
As her lips upon mine alight

Happiness is a rainy night
Her eyes reflect the flashing light
As raindrops trace her graceful face
And her lips upon mine alight

I rarely ever associate gray skies or rain with sadness.  I like gray skies and rain.

I like when the weather get's active.