I wrote this poem originally with the Shakespearean style back in high school, but in my Literature class in college, my professor requested that we write a Petrarchan sonnet — so I improved my old poem and changed it a bit. May I present: Clouds.
Though you left, like a raindrop leaves the sky —
I will wait for my Time, as you did, too.
The days came quicker than we thought we knew —
And it came upon you quicker than I!
These things do happen, but I ask You ‘why?’;
The pain and the suffering that I go through —
You were someone I always looked up to.
I didn’t get the chance to say ‘good-bye’.
But with every wish and dream comes with a price —
Mine, to see you quickly, I must endure;
Now, I will leave it to the cruel Fates.
Tonight, as I look up unto the skies,
You looked back down and I felt so secure.
Dear, I will see you soon. Heaven awaits.
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