Gloomy
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Gloomy
The blue skies
They look rather grey,I’m a bit unsure
What that means todayI’m finding it hard
To think about tomorrowIt just feels all gloomy,
Dark and horribleTime will tell
If we must sell the family silverAs this weather slowly spirals
Into a dark grim future.
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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Hey, Matty! Not so gloomy, please. Ok, Christmas is over and there is kind of a lull. If you have to sell the family silver you can still use the family chopsticks! 🙂