Whispers of a Changing Sky

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On a sunshiny bright day,
We strolled by the bay.
Hand in hand together,
We laughed along the way.

When the clouds drifted across the sky,
Shading every path that we passed by,
A gentle rain of showers roused me awake,
Leaving nothing but dreams behind to make.

Author's Note:
"This poem means a lot as my first and initial endeavor in conveying the message of change and contemplation via poetry. Having been composed when the sky was changing quietly while I was under a calm frame of mind, it indicates my first experiment in poetry. A changing sky metaphorically stands for inner changes and emotional complexities everyone goes through. Every line reiterates hesitant steps of an emerging poet struggling to express her/himself and finding grace in delicacies of change.
If there is resonance found within these lines or if the poem resonates with you at all, support such as yours means everything to me. A big thank you to you for traveling with me down this poetry road and to you for participating in this experience."

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