In the clouds I see faces, looking down on me. They watch me, they comfort me, and guide me along the way.
On my sad days they cry for me, on my happy days they shine on me. Their always there, to show where to go, to give me courage, something to say.
On the day it happened, when I knew my life would change, they cried more then ever. As I watched the wooden box go in the earth the faces in the clouds moved revealing a rainbow. It was like they were saying "it will be alright"
I looked up to the sky a new face had appeared. Smiling down and a warm breeze settled over the world. She led me down my path, given me faith. I know she's there. Up in the clouds letting me know she's there.
Then the day that I left the world they didn't cry, they didn't shine, they moved together welcoming me. Leading me through a path of light. Another cloud appeared that day, it was me. Up there with my loved ones watching the others down below.
A little girl is down there. I will watch her, I will comfort her, I will guide her along the way. I'll show her where to go, I'll give her courage, and something to say.
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Write My Soul
PoetryThe soul is complicated. It can be so full of emotions, colours, sounds, thoughts, wisps of dreams, and fractures of ideas. ****** Still working on my poetry. I do think it is improving, I hope you see that as the poems go on. Thank you for checkin...
