fluffy white clouds on high drift so lazily by all serenity and calm seemingly incapable of harm shapes appear, seems such fun forget they blot out the sun so what is it that they teach to know what is out of reach? when to give up the chase and look reality in the face even if I grasp one strand the wisp would slip my hand just like that cloud above I can't reach my true love
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Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on July 10, 2003
(sob, sob, sniffle)..... This was touching and I appreciate the mind and good hand that wrote it! Wonderful David.
Thanks,
Emilie
Reviewed by Calendula Petal (Reader)
Reviewed on July 7, 2003
To make the decison not to wish and think about the "what might have been" is when you move on.....
no harm lying watching clouds, as long as its not in a cow field.
Eloquent poem David.
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(sob, sob, sniffle)..... This was touching and I appreciate the mind and good hand that wrote it! Wonderful David.
Thanks,
Emilie
no harm lying watching clouds, as long as its not in a cow field.
Eloquent poem David.
Rich a little higher, my friend
Never give up on love..
Excellent poem..
~~Linda~~