When She Cried . . .

When she cried . . .

I felt the house shake

Because she was the foundation

When she cried . . .

The sky turned gray

Because she was the sun

When she cried . . .

The day was silent

Because she was

Nature singing

 

When she cried . . .

The earth stopped

Spinning

Because she was the axis

 

When she cried . . .

She turned her face

Because she was

The stronghold breaking,

The sun fading,

Nature’s silencing,

And my world falling

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