Eulogy

Never thought of as clever until I started stringing words together
When my rain came falling they complained I was bringing “Stormy Weather”
Throwing judgements around, without making a sound
Not reaching your ears until I’m six feet under…
With the rain comes the thunder but that is a dog with no bite
The real trouble comes when my lightning… Strikes?
Where were you when the sky fell?

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