Tomorrows light


This day is gray,
I walk a mud puddled street,
I crossed a cracked sidewalk,
My eggs are runny,
my heart is broken,
my spirit drowned,
the day is gray,
the clouds they rained on me,
the sun chooses not to shine,
on this cold wet and broken
gray day.
The night closes in and the rain is now pouring
my heart pours out across the page,
I hope tomorrow I will see the sunshine
the light would make the day
less gray!

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