• Lorna Ilena Bussue


Scrabbling across the roof

Looking for a space to resound

Then cascading to the gravelly earth

To burst and rebound with joy

Slapping the stone dust

Creating a warmth in my heart

I hear gladness in every splash

A grey day

But so beautiful

With the earth enjoying

Its blanket that gets whiter

With each cleansing splatter

It's a soft, grey whiteness

That hugs and rocks you

And makes you dream

Of happiness

And breathe softly

Into a world that showed God's mercy.

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