My Thoughts Are Like Clouds

June 11, 2019

The appearance of the cumulus seems beautiful

Until the thunderhead begins to form

The ugly storm is like a smothering blanket

That swarms all who are nearby

What was once a light mist

Is now a hard stream

What started as a puff

Is left nebulous

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