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Little cloud of smoke and mirrors, How you gloat when shadows fall to earth! You look down your nose as fears of Sunless skies give frantic thoughts new berth. But I can see through your pretense; I know the fabric from which you’re made. You are but a wispy incense; Sun’s optimistic smiles trump your…
Little cloud of smoke and mirrors,
How you gloat when shadows fall to earth!
You look down your nose as fears of
Sunless skies give frantic thoughts new berth.
But I can see through your pretense;
I know the fabric from which you’re made.
You are but a wispy incense;
Sun’s optimistic smiles trump your shade!
concise and beautiful!
Thank you very much!
love it…felt like I was there!! thanks for sharing!!
How sweet! Thank you so much!
That proves again how talented you are. You took a rather unappealing subject, the clouds, and made a great, intriguing poem 🙂
Why thank you, my dear!
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