Carolyn Sears

(March 30-1950 / Magnolia, Arkansas)

The Sky Cried


Early one morning the sky
Was filled with so much sadness

As it watched the dark clouds
Began to form

So thick was the clouds the sun
Decided to rest

The sky began to cry with
Such a mighty down pour

It spilled over the hills and
Mountains the water flowed

It cried all that day and cried all
That night

“Oh” how sad the sky felt that
Day without the sun to shine and
Dry it’s tears

The sun rose early at the dawning
Of a new day coming

Peeping from behind the dark “ole”
Clouds

The sun decided to come on out and
Warm the sky

And send the dark clouds running, running
Away
And the sun
Wiped the tears free from the beautiful
Sky

The sky was so happy it smiled and danced
And showed it’s beautiful blue lining

While the sun shine bright and smile so
Merrily
“Oh” how happy it was this one Special day

Submitted: Sunday, August 10, 2008

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