Poetry by Beverley

I watch the clouds go floating past

their forms expanding and moving fast.

A lot like life each passing day

forever changing in many ways.

 

So many highs, so many lows.

Some moving fast, some moving slow.

Expressions of love as a heart floats by,

a menacing dragon fills the sky.

 

Balloons of mist, bubbles of air.

An elephant and a big fluffy bear.

Embracing peaceful times of joy,

Oh look, I see a little boy.

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Some days grey and filled with rain.

A tear escapes as I release past pain.

Healing comes as clouds float by

relaxing and watching the daytime sky.

 

© Beverley Chance 2017