Tears of JoyA Poem by ZiAll yesterday’s skies Staring deeply with storm grey eyes The night, it rains The cloud, it cries The ground below From which all of those things do grow Takes in the rain And life does show Now do you see What all these things could grow to be They are just us All you, all me © 2012 ZiAuthor's Note
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