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Nov 2015
the darkening sky, like a sad song
lending peace to my sorrow inside
and just like a lover, that storm cloud will hover
'til that which it bears cannot hide.

it comes without rain, uninvited
yet welcome for that which is brings
my smoldering heart is ignited, excited
blue-gray plays the drums with my strings

at first with the wind chimes, the thunder
like a lump in my throat to my ears
and clouding my vision, that gray-cloud's incision
soon opens and pours down it's tears.

*I gaze out at dancing rain faeries
bouncing off sidewalk and street
I watch with pure joy, like a child with a toy  
the release from my heartache so sweet!

and soon the excitement exhausted
no weatherman needs to announce
the sky's a bright mist, my face has been kissed,
there's no hurt left within, not an ounce!
written during the onset and outpouring of very heavy storm, and noting the effect it has on my heartache. good stuff.
g clair
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g clair
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