Skies cry and tears fall down,
Yet they do not push us to frown.
For when the clouds release their pain,
Our spirits too, begin to gain.
The skies cry to make the people fly,
With happiness that keeps us high.
The rain brings life to everything,
From flowers, to birds that sweetly sing.
Amidst the storm and raging sea,
We hold on and bravely be,
For the skies will soon clear up,
And fill our hearts with hope and love.
As the sky crys our pain away
It washes off the sorrows and decay,
And brings new beginnings every day.
inspired by word "skies cry to make the people fly with happiness" by @Kowshika15 I hope you like it. It won't get as many likes but I made it with good intentions 🖤
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