Clouds Are Like Life
I look to the sky at the clouds drifting,
they float, billow, changing shape and shifting;
clouds remind me of life's diversity,
of the good times and the adversity.
And life . . . like a cloud never stays the same,
living is like a dauntless gambling game;
hold a cloud still or lost beauty reclaim.
It is just impossible to achieve,
words and thoughts impossible to retrieve;
but we still hold on . . . and memories weave.
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March 03, 2023
Poetry/Rhyme/Clouds Are Like Life
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1529-207-03
All Rights Reserved,2023, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Each Passing Cloud
sponsor, JCB Brul, Judged 03/18/2023
First Place
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