Goodbye
Goodbye, blue sky,
here come the clouds.
Goodbye, bright sun,
the thunders are so loud.
I have to run,
I have to run to some place warm.
But I want to go back,
I want to go back and stare at the storm.
Goodbye, dark clouds,
Here's back the sun.
Goodbye, dark sky,
I no longer will run.
Copyright © Victoria Georgieva | Year Posted 2023
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