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Our Feelings Are Like The Seasons
#WritcoPoemPrompt81
When the sky is grey, it's going to rain,
When the sky is bright, everything's going to be alright,
When the sky fills with a cloud of a large unending puff of white, that is when my uncertainty of thoughts start to take flight,
When the sky is filled with a soaking rain, so my eyes do too, uncontrollable sadness takes over life.
As the chill of an autumn breeze, cool and causing chills,
So does my saddened heart filled all up with your outburst of what you feel,
And the cool crisp smell of the first of spring seems to refresh our soul anew,
Too bad nothing lasts forever, maybe then I wouldn't be forced to again feel all blue.
© A. L. Woods
When the sky is grey, it's going to rain,
When the sky is bright, everything's going to be alright,
When the sky fills with a cloud of a large unending puff of white, that is when my uncertainty of thoughts start to take flight,
When the sky is filled with a soaking rain, so my eyes do too, uncontrollable sadness takes over life.
As the chill of an autumn breeze, cool and causing chills,
So does my saddened heart filled all up with your outburst of what you feel,
And the cool crisp smell of the first of spring seems to refresh our soul anew,
Too bad nothing lasts forever, maybe then I wouldn't be forced to again feel all blue.
© A. L. Woods
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