Where Would We Be, Without Clouds
Clouds, do have their fun;
rolling along on waves of air,
how they love to present challenges.
A favorite game of cloud-charades,
made harder for us humans
by morphing hints.
Spirits love charades with clouds;
my late sister, an artist,
loves to paint angels in the clouds;
she waits for me to look upwards and
decipher her messages.
Cotton candy bears are never grumpy;
they happily morph,
into favorite pets or cartoon characters,
just to evoke a smile.
Working cloud-puzzles,
feeds the muse and heals writer’s block.
God created clouds,
to fuel imaginations.
Without clouds, what would initiate
the dreamers dreams?
Without dreamers…well…
thank Heaven for clouds.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2015
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