Far Far Away. Poem by bernard ogalo oduor

The rain and thunder outside
Remind me of her; I beside
When she wanted me outside

I have always hated thunders
For they are her laughters

I have always hated it fall
For its her tears that fall
For on that day when she said in a hurry
And I could see her merry
Nothing in this world to worry
She came to say bye
Before she could fly high
But…
I even do not know how to say
But I will try anyway
She is gone away
Far far away.