Sky Cries

Sky Cries

The sky cries gentle drops of rain

That form spattering patterns upon the ground

Rivulets of water running here and there

Freely flowing to who knows where

A solitary bird up in a tree

Sings songs of gratitude to the sky

Mother Earth in all her glory

Receives these blessings to continue her story

© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016 Expression #6 31.8.16

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