When The Clouds Cry…
5:04 PM Community Arts , fire , Griot Youth Program , poetry , rain 0 Comments

When the clouds cry

Their tears fall on my head

Not filling me with gloom

But making me reach to the sky instead

I love it when the rainbow peeks

Filling me up with even more glee

I feel the rush of adrenalin 

pulsing through my veins

I now realize 

that my glee is ignited by fresh rain