the rain cloud

there is a little rain cloud that hangs above my head

it follows me whereever I go, to wherever I am lead

sometimes it will disappear and the sun will shine anew

but nowadays it never leaves and i don't know what to do

when it leaves the trees are green and the flowers begin to bloom

but now the trees are never green and the flowers are full of gloom

i wish that it would go away, and just leave me be

but no matter what it always stays, keeping me company. 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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