Day 9
of wind and rain
they now say...
It rather matches my mood
my life
dispair I feel at times today
Clouds continually rolling in
racing overhead
Swirling, ominously
no sign of sky blue
Alone? Why?
This wasn't a choice
that I made
It was handed to me
beyond my control
It is beyond
what I can see
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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