When the sky
Started to cry
I heard it softly
At first
Then suddenly
It trembled
The clouds
Got heavy
The bolt of
Lightning struck
The final blow
This time they
Knew they
Could no longer
Keep it together
They burst
Sorrowful Sky
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HI Larry, Many Thx for taking the time to acknowledge my poem.
Even the skies become overwhelmed at times…like us. Just sayin’ Loreexx
Love this my friend. Powerful!!!
Much gratitude for the post up Dennis. ~ I , like the clouds am ready to burst as I prepare for one last test at hospital today! How fitting…now I know how the clouds feel. Cheers, Loreexx