Nature's Tears

Watching from afar the waterlogged streets
Raindrops landing, pitter-pat, by my feet
A fine mist of water is filling the air
The wind's rustling leaves and blowing my hair
The storm drain is clogged, the street overflowed
Trees bent, limbs broken, because of the blow
Carnage everywhere, the trash of the storm
Found in every imaginable form
Nature's tears falling in sheets of rain
Clouds rendering every color quite plain
No umbrella, no boots, no coat of any sort
Watching the raindrops frolic and cavort
Only I venture in weather so gray
As day turns to night, and night turns to day.





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