Magical Clouds
Magical clouds float above me,
brght silver, light edges to see.
Slowly drifting dream-like to be,
pulling strings to fly, oh, so free!
There's a twinkle from the sunlight,
miles of open sky in sight.
Smiles lift with a magic churning,
slow motion, calming, hearts yearning.
Touched by the magical cloud's place,
tension leaves, released by the face.
Tension is now a step behind,
stunning soft clouds with peace to find.
Float with magic clouds a moment,
in value of a minute spent.
Be captured by this creation,
watch the angst turn to elation!
Heidi Sands
5/22/23
* 8 Syllables
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2023
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