Gray Clouds Roaming
I hear a rustling in the leaves
As the wind huffs and heaves
A storm is coming ever near
A rustling in the leaves I hear
Gray clouds roam across the sky
Some leaves swirl up on high
Thunder rumbles in the dome
Across the sky gray clouds roam
The rain will fall for a while
And make the land more fertile
Flowers seem to love it all
For a while the rain will fall
A rainbow shows its many hues
As the sky regains its blues
A pot of gold are at the end of those
Its many hues a rainbow shows
9-7-2022
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2022
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