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Apr 2023
It is the Ides of March
The cirrostratus, cirrocumulus ,and cumulonimbus stratus were
all bunched together in shades of white and gray with a touch of silver for good measure
Some were tired of their admirers in helicopters and airplanes
Even a dove on the roof of aΒ Β tall house seemed to take notice
How they wished that humans would stop saying rain,rain go away and blame them for that and snow
Out of their control
So their friend the Sun noticed the day the clouds cried
How she wished she could dry their tears without burning them

C@rainbowchaser 2023
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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