My Cloud
talented and afraid
I float in a blue sky
a single cloud exporting me
to the place of my dreams
the tempest will come later
leaving me without a clue
fumbling in the wind I ride the waves
of homelessness and reach the ground
hurricane passing I take a breath
in the water of my tears
the salt make my eyes to peer at the sky
and I see the cloud of my life passing by
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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