below

the sun gave a cranky, ugly
resounding
NO, flopping over on her side
letting the rain clouds grow
until they had no other place to go
except down and on to the frowns
of people slowing their walks
and carrying their umbrellas
held high as their emotions dipped low
everyone feels the sun’s sadness,
her light hollow and bleached out against
the sidewalks below our feet

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backdated Post a Day poem for April 5th, 2017

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