The clouds are angry
The sun beats down on them coaxing them
Torturing their candy floss layers
They cannot take the pressure, they explode
With lashings of driven rain
Roaring through bleak grey skies
Angels come out of their candy floss homes
Do not fret, anger has no place
In a sky full of possibilities
You can be one in harmony, cloud and sun
Together you can make beautiful magic
Apart there is only loneliness
The beating rain subdues, the sun smiles
Flashes of colour streak the sky
An arch of loveliness and splendour
Shimmering full of hope
Angels sing atop the colours in the sky
Created for only you
Together you make beauty
Where no one else pry
-miss english rose
