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.
Content by Writer Brenda Marie Fluharty©2019 all right reserved
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