Stormy skiesA Poem by Alexus Gasserta soft yet true capturing of the changes in peace.A dark rainy day As simple as could be The gloomy skies of may Children play in the streets Many stay inside The puddles swell Women and men finally collide Peaceful and well The clouds begin to form Grey, black, purple begin to swirl The eye of the storm Lightening glistening like a pearl The showers cease The day ends with silent peace. © 2017 Alexus Gassert |
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