Clouds

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Improv 2002

So many times,

in so many ways.

Clouds have drifted in our lives,

and controlled our everydays.

~

We lie on a grassy field,

as cloud by cloud pass by.

And at times when we leave this place,

it makes me want to cry.

~

Clouds in all directions,

create a fearsome storm.

But in your arms I lay,

inside safe and warm.

~

Clouds shadow the sun,

caste its sunlight bane.

And soon will let out the tears from God,

in the form of nourishing rain.

~

Clouds are inevitable.

It’s part of Mother Nature’s force.

They come and go, but when they’re gone,

they always come back, of course.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 5-24-02. It's my 138th improv.

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