Stolen SkyA Poem by Brooklyn
Where has the sky gone?
Where are the white, fluffy clouds? That seemed to change shape. Where is the ever changing colors in the sky From blue to gray. Where are the snow and rain? Where is the bitter wind, That makes my cheek pink? Where do it go? For I am trapped where the sky does not shine. They have robbed me of the sky. © 2017 BrooklynAuthor's Note
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