The past few weeks, a dark stormy cloud settled over me
it would't budge, it wouldnt move, so i let it be
Ive not lost it all yet, so let me be.
These past few mornings, when i woke up early
i saw the early bird that stole the warmth
from me
i saw no pleasure in the little things life gave me
In the evening i strolled around and watched the birds fly
there was nothing it seems that was left to do except to let go and lie
And i didnt mind
yesterday when the soil turned , i saw the brown that swept the sand
that ate the plants, that killed the ants
In the noon the blazing hot sun, left me that red glow
Witled flowerds and wilted plants
Made of Straw and made of wood
Made of Flowers that looked no good
Oh! It creeped
Lucky stars and darkening skies
kiss the moon late at night.
My son got amused by a book that went, cheep, cheep , cheep
When the duck eggs started to hatch he said creep creep creep
And then we went to see and peep peep peep
before he put himself to bed and sleep sleep sleep.
P.SI started writing this and it became a song.
Close
ahh finally ! a poem !
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