I Touch the Sky

Thoughts float through my head like clouds They block the sun, the rays they shroud. I drift to a place where dreams come true Only to realize that they are what you do. My life seems like this paper cup I look for things to fill it up. But in the bottom there is a hole I put things in and watch them go. My words become a river that flows It starts to rain and the level grows. I stumble over the rocks and sand Before too long, at the sea I am. My hope is like the tallest tree I reach the top and I can see. That down below the world is small I just hold on so I won’t fall. I watch the sunset the day goes by With my hope I touch the sky. The light grows dim as it gets dark The stars spark something in my heart. Dreams arrive but not too soon I stand out in the winter moon. The wind picks up it gets cold. The cold reaches in and grabs my soul. I lay my head down to go to sleep My eyes won’t close, I count some sheep. Silence comes as my mind does rest. I think I gave this day my best…