The Sky Cried with Me!
On the day you died
The sky cried with me.
I stood against an old oak tree.
I watched as they lowered
Your casket into the ground.
The sky turned gray.
It felt my pain.
I walked over and placed
A red rose where you were to lay.
Flashes of lightening crossed the sky.
When I cried the rain fell from the sky.
The sky cried with me.
As I watched them lay you to rest.
Without you my life was a mess.
For you, I will always do my best.
I will not rest until my dreams
Come true.
Every time it rains
I will always think of you.
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Brenda Marie Fluharty is a freelance writer, blogger, poet and author. Brenda is a Reiki Grand Master. She has studied several Spiritual practices. Brenda has a Master’s Degree in Metaphysical Science from the University of Metaphysics. A few years back she decided it was time to share her knowledge, wisdom, and life experiences. She has been blogging for over 15 years. Brenda specializes in writing poetry, short stories, writing tips, and product reviews. Because of her spiritual background, she writes articles on spiritual healing, spiritual philosophy, dream interpretations, anything in the metaphysical field, and health and wellness essays and articles. She is the author of Writing Through the Soul.
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