Her tears slid down my window as she cried in pain
Her twinkling eyes aglow as I stared up at her face
Sorrow and death graced her features
As she looked down at us like little creatures
What are the words she speaks?
She stays up high, watching down below
As we live our lives like any other day
She sees the moments of joy and pain
The world her viewers, the sky her domain
What are the words she spoke?
Her tears are over looked, her beauty passing
Unseen to the world yet put on display
What are the words?
She speaks, but we don’t listen
Some can hear, few can feel, none can understand
In days of pain
In days of peace
In days of sorrow and death
In days of joy and life
Remember the November rain
