May 5th. , 2024 The rain looks like it's coming Dark clouds off to the west April is the month for showers Afterall , mother nature knows best The birds are chirping up in the trees Every one of them singing their song They each have a story to tell About happiness, anger and what went wrong Drinking coffee and smoking a joint Listening to the traffic speed past Cars and trucks and motorcycles They all go by quick and fast Music is playing on my phone too Set on shuffle it plays continuously Sometimes I will skip to the next song If it is a song I had heard recently I think I will finish this poem now I think I will end it right away Until next time I decide to write I will say bye and write another day ©Schizology

Schizology

May 5th. , 2024 The rain looks like it's coming Dark clouds off to the west April is the month for showers Afterall , mother nature knows best The birds are chirping up in the trees Every one of them singing their song They each have a story to tell About happiness, anger and what went wrong Drinking coffee and smoking a joint Listening to the traffic speed past Cars and trucks and motorcycles They all go by quick and fast Music is playing on my phone too Set on shuffle it plays continuously Sometimes I will skip to the next song If it is a song I had heard recently I think I will finish this poem now I think I will end it right away Until next time I decide to write I will say bye and write another day ©Schizology

Schizology