Clouds
By Shawneigh
Wed, 27 Jul 2011
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I open my eyes
And look up in the skies.
To see what is there, cumulous clouds.
When I see those clouds, they’re always round.
And when I walk farther,
They’re always closer.
And sometimes I see them move away
To a path which leads to the sun’s rays.
At times I try to move back
That leads to a good path,
But these cumulous clouds all low,
It’s always me they follow.
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I love the idea of clouds
Permalink Submitted by maggyvaneijk on
I love the idea of clouds that follow you, where ever you go. A nice piece of poetry!
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*smiles* I remember I was
*smiles*
I remember I was about your age when I first starting writing little poems down. You are far better than I was, and show the sign of a good poet.
A very watchful eye ;)
Enjoyed this
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new Baby Girl Beautiful
Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Baby Girl
Beautiful poem, love the word cumulous
clouds. As MaggieG says, makings of good poet,
so young cand do. I remeber same as you but
mainly the moon and like a face on it. as clouds
lifted along too.
Have a good day. Keep writing.
julie cavalcaderl x
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