About Tomorrow

The sun is at the brink

Of setting down, finding its way

Behind the buildings.

The clouds are now tired

Of haphazard movement and they’re

Trying their best too.

There’s nobody out there

That are currently talking about

The winds that are whispering.

I don’t want to talk about it either

Because I’m already running late,

Just like the people out there.

But there’s time for me to relax

As I already know that it’s not

Going to happen until I reach home.

I’m not going to tell this to anybody

Because everybody knows

That It’s going to rain tomorrow.

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Homework: Find six birds in the picture.