A grey sky always meant
it would rain soon
So I waited
for rain to fall
and the sun to shine
But it never rained
and the clouds never left
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The voice they never heard
PoetryI never talked the way I thought. Often, that filled me with regret. This is something I wrote some years ago that I just wanted to share! Obviously my knowledge on writing was limited and it shows :,)
a grey sky
A grey sky always meant
it would rain soon
So I waited
for rain to fall
and the sun to shine
But it never rained
and the clouds never left
