Beneath My Pale Gray Sky Poem by Nisho Olme

Beneath My Pale Gray Sky



The tide of youth is changing
Just like the way you lie
The children separate me
As too the wind, they fly
Both anxious and reluctant
The storm comes walking through
And pushes all the birds from grace
To speak the end to you
The tear drops of the broken
Drip from a tortured eye
And silence goes unspoken
Beneath my pale gray sky

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