The doleful clouds move ominously across the skies
Blanketing the once blue heaven
as the azure sphere forcefully peeks through
And like a child, lonely, weeping for his mother
The sky cries, tiny sad droplets.
The last bird seeks shelter from the drizzle
now there is not one to be seen
And as the gloom covers the world more and more
A rainbow appears, bright, beautiful
full of hope
And to secure that hope
Faint, hardly visible is another colourful ring
The inverse of the first, coddling the smaller vibrancy
within its love
The tears stop
The rainbows fade
But the sky is still sad