The Regurgitation of Emotive Illustrations

THE GREY SKIES

i stand in amidst the people, looking at their familiar faces.
my heart's aching, i see them weeping silently.

the sky was grey; he told us not to walk on the road without our shoes.
he made it rain today, so we won't have to walk on the tar painfully.

a good man, he was. a legacy he left behind for everyone.
we can remember the times when he joked, teased the little ones.

the times when everyone will come, every weekend.
those were the things he treasured. family ties.

he'll always be remembered.
a good man, he was.

the legacy he left behind.