Blue Sky

Blue sky, when are you going to learn to rain?

And let yourself go grey, release all of that pain

Sometimes, when all the light has left the day,

Blue skies have again failed me, much to my dismay

 

I tell the sky I would join her

If she only would give up the rain

We both could rinse away our pain

And nothing would be in vain

 

So hurry heat, rise away

Feed the clouds at the end of day

Build a thunderstorm without delay

Deliver thunder and lightning like a valet

 

But letting go is not our forte

Blue sky and I don’t always agree

So my urges I endeavor to disobey

And I patiently wait for it to rise another degree

 

~Charlotte Greer Slater    8.17.2011