
Clouds of grey,clouds of white
Tinted orange, by sunlight
Early morning, what I see
Beautifull colours,in front of me
Pale blue sky, vast and neat
Gently treading, so discreet
Across this earth, vast and wide
Those clouds, pass by, soft and low
Backwards, forwards, on they go
Destinations, unknown to me
Eventually, floating out to sea
Birds fly by, clouds they flout
Gently, dashing, in and out
Hidden by, your dusky haze
Everymore, to amaze
Star protrudes,from your depth
Twinkling. approval from afar
May your journey, far and wide
Fill your day with, joy and pride
So my friend, I do say
Have another joyous day
'Clouds, eventually floating out to sea...'
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely line! I can see the clouds moving!
You create visuals through your poetry!
I imagine you living a peaceful and quiet existence....
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