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