N O V E M B E R B L U E S

Oh these grey skies, 
they must be mourning for the loss of angels, 

 

A blanket of black clouds, 
covering the blue sky,
like a cocoon,
hugging, cradling, 
the fragile precious life inside, 
as if to say,
it is alright to let those tears down,
for the earth also mourns for you,
we mourn for the loss of your angels

 

One of these days,
I will let you see the sun,
and once again,
feel warmth,
the way you feel warmth,
before your angels went away.

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