A Sky Cries
no sun can rise
when a lonely sky cries
this road’s collecting leaves
like mind collects dreams
i hear the echoes
of tires skimming puddles
as i slide in thoughts of you
unsettled
in october’s rain
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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