crying skies

She cries all day
But a word she won’t say
Tears drop from her eyes
Sound of grief in her sighs

She keeps crying
The green keep dying
May tears to autumn’s November
She remains sober

The autumn breeze
Bring her great relieve
Her tearing can now cease
And the green can now live

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