It was but a rainy day,
Many umbrellas in sight.
On the wet grass shall I lay,
Next to my broken hearth.
It was but a rainy day,
The wind whoosh like a guitar bass.
My glasses, covered by muddy ray,
Fell onto the deep green grass.
I opened my mouth trying
to yell, whine and cry,
What came out was a loud laugh,
I only wondered why.
Near my ear was hardly flying
a single lonely bumblebee,
The poor fellow, are you crying?
Surely, angels are crying with thee.
The unfortunate one might die,
Because of these angels' love,
I couldn't even say goodbye,
As it took it's last bath.
A natural disaster, pure angels' cry,
A shout out to many,
Whom they ask why, why, why?
Is it a God? Is there any?
But look, the humble-bee did die.
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Hi, lol. I was bored hhh. Anyway English is not my first language so it's probably really awful but I'm happy for any remarks and suggestions in case you found my poem outrageous :D. Not gonna add any tags so no ones going to read this but anyway \(O_o)/
