The Sky
Knew
She was a
good lady
And the
sky knew
For a
month the clouds swirled
In turmoil
and anguish
Reflecting
and projecting
A feeling
that things weren't right
She hadn't
been around lately
Ever since
that day
When she
went into the big building
The one
that had taken away so many
That the
sky liked to watch
But she
was a special one
Always
seemed to be happy
Even when
the sky was full
Bloated
with precipitation
Falling
in buckets on her head
She would
whisper thank you
For
letting her know bad weather
So that
good weather was sweeter
But lately
her head didn't look up
She didn't
gaze at the sky
Like she
had done
For so
many years
And then
she went to that building
And the
sky knew
She wasn't
coming back
So he
threw a fit
Sucked up
the rain
And spit
it out
In a
violent splattering deluge
Shooting lighting
in angry bolts
Crashing
thunder as loud as he could
It
just wasn't fair
So the
rain kept going
For a
month and a day
And
lighting and thunder
And dark
rolling clouds
Attended
the funeral service
Blasting
and hollering
Leaving
the earth washed and cleansed
Ready to
accept his special friend
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