What Clouds Remain?
How long do
I have to wait until wet clouds cease, and happier clouds appear again?
were I lay my troubles upon the green blades of grass,
now only mud remanes.
Full was the tree from were we
Now the cold wind blows creating a
skeleton from which that was so alive.
fridged is the ground as it harness, the small crystals beginning to fall.
empty is the hear that tries to remain full.
painful is the one that does not.
cc. By: Brady Smith