Perpetual Rain
Darkness, the day she went away,
perpetual rain claimed his heart.
“Hope” her prognosis didn’t sway;
misty mournings, being apart.
His reason for being she was.
Darkness, the day she went away,
his fragile heart came to a pause.
Erased were hopes for one more day.
Laughter he heard from kids at play;
their joy could not revive his dream.
Darkness, the day she went away,
he recalled hearing seagulls scream.
He looked to heaven, asking why
there was naught he could do or say.
Tears still fell as sunset drew nigh;
darkness, the day she went away.
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