Mallory Baskin

Web Developer and Ghost Writer
Mallory Baskin

I Am Not A Writer. I’m A Poet

It’s praying for the sunshine

Hoping and Wishing

Needing just the warmth

Remaining optimistic

Smiling at the clouds

And the sun is late

In coming

And Sometimes

It’s Demanding from the sky

Cursing the clouds

Yelling at the rain

That soaks your tightened shoulders

Waging war against the above

With all the strength you have

Angry at the whole world

And the sky is too far away

To feel your anger

And Sometimes

It’s begging to the clouds

Your back bent and head bowed

Pleading without care

At loss of will and effort

Crying aloud

And your broken spirit

Does not break

The stormy face above