A Beautiful Day
A beautiful day
A dark cloud,
not angry, just an
early morning formation,
a soft pink hue
on its fluffy underbelly,
is just now waking up
as it floats by
I gaze past
the light gray atmosphere
of this new dawn
to a place where the sun
is already shining,
where skies are blue
and crystal clear
And as my sun
happily appears, I imagine
your smile now glowing
on this buttermilk horizon,
illuminating every dark cloud
to once again make this
a beautiful day
Good morning Soupers
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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