Clouds
How strange,
The clouds derange,
My peaceful day,
Intensive gray,
That will not stay,
Just floats away,
Perpetual change,
How strange.
The changing shapes,
The light that drapes,
Some shadows,
Memories,
The clouds are here,
And then there gone,
Like certainly will we
poem by Sandra Feldman
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