its a lonely day as I walk around the lake
some passerby's
no place to hide
its raining now, but only a mist
speckles of droplets land with a kiss
the sun's not shining, the clouds mourn
leaves wisp away, trees take on a new form
of dancing men that reach for the sky
their helpless goal, to the ground they are tied
Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 4:21 AM UTC
its a lonely day as I walk around the lake
some passerby's
no place to hide
its raining now, but only a mist
speckles of droplets land with a kiss
the sun's not shining, the clouds mourn
leaves wisp away, trees take on a new form
of dancing men that reach for the sky
their helpless goal, to the ground they are tied
