Before And After Big Storm Poem by ndidzulafhi munyai patric

We were used to play and laugh.
We were always helping each other.
If someone cry, other will wipe the tears.
When the wind comes, we were always hold each other hand.
Because we were had a future dream.

The day that big storm came.
Even though we tried so hard not to let other taken way.
But that day was the other day.
The big storm finally overcome.
I saw you my love flying on the sky like a piece of paper.
Our dream was just a dream and never come true.