H.L.Rippingale

H.L.Rippingale

My world


Pitter patter the rain drops fall
Can’t you hear my thunder call?

Lightening striking across the sky;
Storming because all I wanted was you and I

You hit my core making the earth quake
Rocks fall from the mountains as I shake

Crashing frantically like the deep sea;
Instead of growing like the big oak tree

Now I smother above in a great grey cloud
You’re not having my sun, you’re not aloud

Soon I will let out a shining ray
The grass will grow again some day

My fruits and flowers will re grow
Sweeping you away with my winds strong blow

My skies will be returning back to blue
The birds will be singing songs that sing true

One day another will come along and insert;
Planting their seed in my loving dirt

You’re the one standing on sinking sand
I could rid of you and hide you under my land

But I send you beyond the stars in outer space
I no longer want you in my world's magical place.

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