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A Pretty Cloudy Sky
A cloudy sky today, sunrays peeking softly
between gaps, looking a little shy
they wait for the clouds to go away
that they again may shine through
clouded are our path in life
at times uncertain are our steps
walking through light or darkness
hampered by sorrow, pain and grief
there are butterflies fluttering by
with rainbow coloured dragonfly
perhaps to sample nodding blooms
in the forest’s secret meadows
Sorrowful soul departing sadly see
these beauty of nature once unnoticed
Now he woefully prepares his spirit travel
To where he was before his birth
the autumn leaves in colourful cascades
path the road with vibrant hues
birds a-twitter among the trees
surf and swoop with falling leaves
The spark in his eyes now all gone
Pale the face all dressed for ground
His soul free to flee to nether lands
leaving behind dirges and sad refrains
It’s a cloudy day today, it drizzles
The plants all bushy with flowers
They do seem to nod in happy bliss
At the garden of our little graveyard.
between gaps, looking a little shy
they wait for the clouds to go away
that they again may shine through
clouded are our path in life
at times uncertain are our steps
walking through light or darkness
hampered by sorrow, pain and grief
there are butterflies fluttering by
with rainbow coloured dragonfly
perhaps to sample nodding blooms
in the forest’s secret meadows
Sorrowful soul departing sadly see
these beauty of nature once unnoticed
Now he woefully prepares his spirit travel
To where he was before his birth
the autumn leaves in colourful cascades
path the road with vibrant hues
birds a-twitter among the trees
surf and swoop with falling leaves
The spark in his eyes now all gone
Pale the face all dressed for ground
His soul free to flee to nether lands
leaving behind dirges and sad refrains
It’s a cloudy day today, it drizzles
The plants all bushy with flowers
They do seem to nod in happy bliss
At the garden of our little graveyard.
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