Clouds cover the day
Like a heavy blanket
Intended to comfort
Instead-suffocating
Tossed over me
Without permission to
Hide what is good
Steal what is lovely-
Just as the wind
Chases away the clouds
My feet must
Kick off the cover
Wrestling that blanket
Until once again
The good is visible
The lovely restored-
My feet able to walk
Under the blue sky
Accepting the clouds
As a gentle umbrella
Offering protection
A sweet shelter
Allowing my heart to
Heal in the fresh air
“Without permission to
Hide what is good
Steal what is lovely-”
These words resonate. Sometime life can feel like this.
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It’s beautiful. Keep them coming. 🙂❤️
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Thank you. 😊
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Wow !! Great 🙂 looking for blogs like this from you 🤗🤗🤗
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