Storm Clouds
Storm clouds are calling
from skies gloomy gray
Drenching the thoughts
that are falling today
Chilly endeavors
along puddled themes
Trying their hardest to
dampen our dreams
Darkness to wander
before every sight
Bringing the sadness
that flows in the night
Yet there are waiting
beyond shadowed hills
Harmonic breezes
and melodic chills
Crescent moon choirs
to sing us to sleep
Drying our tears
so we no longer weep
Then we will wake
slowly open our eyes
Wearing our smiles
beneath blue autumn skies
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2021
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