Sky Cries
Sky Cries The sky cries gentle drops of rain That form spattering patterns upon the ground Rivulets of water running here and there Freely flowing to who knows where A solitary bird up in a tree Sings songs of gratitude to the sky Mother Earth in all her glory Receives these blessings to continue her story © Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016 – Expression #6 31.8.16 If you like this poem please feel free to share, as it may just be what someone needs to brighten their day. If you feel so inclined to leave a comment or feedback, know this I will be extremely grateful, and look forward to connecting with you, thank you. COPYRIGHT © Cheryl Mary Coleman 2016-2018, 4theloveofrhyme.blog.spot.com. Unauthorised use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided ...