Bad News

The wind is

blowing into my face

I’m finding it

hard to keep up this pace.

The sky once bright

is starting to darken.

The rain will arrive

to leave me soaking.

I know that the worse

is still to come,

but I have no choice

this has to be done.

This news cannot

be relayed in a phone call.

I need to be there

to catch you as you fall.

lightning strikes on ground
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