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 ~*~