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When I promised to be a cloud of shade, 

To shelter you in the cool cascade, 

I became the cloud that brought down rain, 

Drenching your steps with sorrow’s stain. 

 

The best I could do was let winds steer, 

To drift me away, to keep you clear, 

From soaking further in the storm I brought, 

A choice to spare you what pain I wrought. 

 

But know, in that moment, I fell apart, 

A crumbling foundation, a broken heart. 

I could not hold myself in place, 

As chaos surged in my own space. 

 

And so, I whisper with words that plea, 

Sorry for what I’ve come to be. 

The cloud that gave you rain did pray,

To stay with you, but was swept away.