
A plethora of rhyme - it seems to avoid the danger of unvarying the scheme (aaaaaaa) and lilts along musically...
There's one couplet in particular here stands out with it's Cole Porterish simile' :
Love me like an old cliché
Take away this cold dismay
Hear hear to that ! ...nicely done, Rgds., Alan.

Thank you! I was having a rather crappy day and wished I was somewhere else
Life is what happens while you wait for great things.
Life is what happens while you wait for great things.

suggestions?
Life is what happens while you wait for great things.
Life is what happens while you wait for great things.

One suggestion I have is to work on the "meter" throughout your poem. Sometimes meter can be difficult to figure out, so syllable counting per line might help to improve the overall rhythm. Here's what I mean by this slight revision I made:
On this rather cold, dull day
I wish upon if I may... (not a great revision, but it follows a similar meter to the first line)