The darkened sky.
Grey clouds cover the sky,
Like some ashen skin,
As the temperature drops,
And the rain draws in.
The darkened sky,
Looking full of gloom,
Quickly moving clouds,
Mean the rain is coming soon.
A touch of bright sunlight,
Shines along the side,
As the blue sky disappears,
And the sun goes and hides.
As the clouds blend into one,
And clash once more,
The raindrops start falling,
It is wet once again upon the floor.
Written by David Boyce
27 May 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem