Sky

At the horizon, the sky rose high,

But it looked gloomy, it was about to cry!!

The clouds were very grey, hiding the brightness beyond,

How could one visualise or welcome the new dawn!!

Then I heard the lightening, there was a painful sigh,

Which turned into a downpour, The sky had begun to cry !!

But when the rain stopped, I saw a new light,

The sun had started shining, with its renewed might!!

As I witnessed this scene, I began learning,

That after a mournful day, there's always a new morning !!