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Inclement

by  I.Mirror

Posted: Wednesday, September 6, 2006
Word Count: 51






A black cloud
confident as cancer
grows
over children
happily playing
when they should be praying
for a high
stiff wind
to chase it away

Intent
on ruining the day
it closes in
unnoticed
till the last
when shade
and sudden chill
raise eyes to a Sun
that is not there