\n As I lay back in the grass, I look above into the sky
\n\n Dark thunder clouds swirl above me,
\n\n the air tense with it's rage.
\n\n I'm not sure, and as a result I cry
\n\n My tears are hidden by the falling rain,
\n\n my fur being pelted and soaked by the tears of the sky.
\n\n Thunder booms, lightning strikes
\n\n I see flashes of light around my head.
\n\n What is in store, what will I know
\n\n With all these Dark clouds above me
\n\n Hiding the clear blue sky.
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I personally think sky mentioned this way was alright, i wasnt writing this for a general quallity but in my own style as a poet and the fact that i wrote the poem with a deeper meaning in mind to vent some of my frustration at the time.