A Pointless Life
just staying alive
under a pointless grey sky
is sometimes so hard
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A Grey Sky
Posted on by rak Posted in PoetryTagged Haiku, Life, Poem, Poems about life, Poetry For Life, Writing poetry about life
Writing Me Up 
I was down when I wrote it, Hannah. It was a bleak day. You just have to roll with days like that. Today was different. It was a good day. The sun came out warm and bright and I was happy because I could feel that Spring would be here soon. That is what I wish for you, Hannah. A good day. A good, bright day, so that you can see how beautiful this world can be.
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