The Storm
The sky is crying
Cold teardrops fall
The sky might be trying
To feed plants and animals and all
Then comes darkness
It goes throughout the land
Then comes my own tiredness
I give in and take its hand
Here comes the flashing light and the noise
It awakes me from my slumber
The tears are just one of the decoys
Finally, it stops, the ground is umber
Then a rainbow so colorful
It cuts through the sky like a knife
So lovely, so beautiful
It makes me realize the beauty of life
Libby Hinrichs
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