Caressing White Clouds
White clouds caressing the deep blue
sky, cool breezes making me
feel like its spring time in heaven.
The scent of freshly cut grass,
knowing that summer is just
a stone throw away.
Sun peeking through tree tops
on this enchanting morning
warmth of sun making
me feel so alive and the
sweetness the air brings,
such a delight it gives me.
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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