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Clouds


 

So beautifully the strokes of the clouds float through the sky 

So nicely they tell a story that leaves no one with the question why 

The clouds are a constant 

Even if something is offset 

The clouds are there despite if the sun shines or if the rain comes

A constant is something that you can depend on, something that you know doesn't shun

The clouds let the world know how it feels 

Even if from the sun it has to steal 

The clouds don't care 

About the ware and tear 

It doesn't care if it sheds some tears 

The clouds have no fears 

They are just floating along 

Singing a song 

Just getting through living each and every day 

Because the clouds don't care what people may say

Rain or shine 

Penny or dime 

Free or fine 

The clouds just tell it how it is 

Even if they may not be his 

 
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