another one for Paul the last one pretty small Fishbone clouds are wishbones in the sky if you ask me When I see them then I give flight to fantasy Or else they just take it taking flight to stripe the sky With something to wonder about if not know why Unmaking the day done in the colors of the sun Through the fishbone clouds to the wishbones of destiny Through day to night from light to light when seen then unseen Becoming fingers through between the stars see what I mean +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII