The ominous cloud
Looming on the horizon of your heart
Brings tears to my eyes
It's bittersweet and ****.

I wish, oh I wish
To send the cloud away
Like a Goddess of the Wind
I would blow it astray.

But every cloud has it's purpose
To let the rain fall in power
Though it's saddening at first
It cleanses, delightfully, even the wall-flower.

All I can do
Is provide the sunny rays
To warm the chill left behind
And brighten the darkness daze.

Though I wish to be a Wind Goddess
To stop the rain from falling
But I'd rather be of the After-Rain Sun
Instead of the forestalling.