Poetry: Elegy

image2Elegy

This is no ordinary weather.

Not when the wind sings.

The rain warms like the sun.

The droplets fall from the sky.

In a rainbow of hues.

The soft patter is a harmony.

The sound of angels.

It’s the sound of goodbye.

A final gift.

A world cleansed of pain.

Light renewed.

The rainbow is her elegy.

About Lisa Lunney

A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Autumn/Winter lover. She excels at communications and writes for pleasure and profession.
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