Alas a time has come*
Alas that a time has come
Heat of the moment has now been done
Bright newness in the dull of the day
A cooling sensation is now on the way
Gray is the sky that are settling right here
The feeling of this, beginning to shed some tears
As clouds begin to turn inward in a squeeze
A thirst that parched land is in its need
No thunder or lightning in a clatter
Just droplets of tiny gems that go pitter patter
Streaming vertical to come hit the ground
And follow a river home to go back around
Let the clouds empty to fulfill this time
It is rain that makes poetry, listen to it rhyme
The sun knows when to stop this when it is done
Remember this, alas that a time will come
Dom*Colucci 2015
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