Making sad declarations of love
But no one hears and so you cry
Pouring out water from the sky
To bring new life from spring soil
Pierced by planes, twist and coil
To make new shapes for young eyes
To discover as each one spies
Some new creature or just some fluff
Will the cloud’s effort ever be enough
It has been a rough day over here.
Maybe the rain clouds are stalking me....
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