Tears

Tears
fall from
cloud covered sky.
The world grieves for
Ukraine.

Summer Days

How quickly summer days
retreat to memory.
While still the earth wears green,
no leaves yet turned,
the heavens mourn its passing
with frantic tears.

Tennis at Wimbledon

Wimbledon comes round again.
Can we take the strain, the pain?
This year will Andy Murray reign
or will it end it tears again?

Tears

For now the rain has stopped
and the sun smiles weakly down,
but still the trees drip tears,
grieving for summer.

Drizzle

Clouds obscure the sun,
like tears the drizzle tumbles
down the face of day.

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