Monday, December 19, 2011

Blue Skies?

Walking in the park
One sunny, lazy day
When I see, rolling in,
Cloudy skies of gray
"Is this a storm?" I think aloud,
"Or something less severe?"
Still I seek shelter
Amid uncertainty and fear
Here I am, watching, waiting
To see what life brings me
For now, I don't know what will happen
And gray is all I can see

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