On a day of sunshine
You see a dark cloud
Pacing towards, slowly
to swallow the yellow disc
Then darkness spreads....
But no, do not despair
The grey mass may soil
The bright matte of the sky
But from these dull giants of the sky
come little drops of water
falling fast, to embrace the soil
soothing wounds of tools
washing away the dryness and
waking up dormant life
These dark clouds
so dull as it seems
are never to be frowned at
as it made earth blue and green
You see a dark cloud
Pacing towards, slowly
to swallow the yellow disc
Then darkness spreads....
But no, do not despair
The grey mass may soil
The bright matte of the sky
But from these dull giants of the sky
come little drops of water
falling fast, to embrace the soil
soothing wounds of tools
washing away the dryness and
waking up dormant life
These dark clouds
so dull as it seems
are never to be frowned at
as it made earth blue and green
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