Showering raindrops
10 May 2020
I fly high
Within bosom spread
My wings soar
Ever more
I am a kite in the sky
Through the clouds I fly
Nothing lasts
The hurt now swallowed
Deep within
We wallowed
Sunshine then struck off the pain
Shining through the rain
April’s crops
Showering raindrops
Summer’s hay
To follow
As we dance on the rooftops
Listening to May
Reading of the poem:
Mighty sam mcclain – when the hurt is over \ lyrics
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