Clouds

Clouds of white
Clouds of snow

Clouds of dirt
Clouds of coal

They hover across my heart
For pretty clouds sometimes turn dark

Hide the sun
Hide the light

Bring the black
Bring the spite

Fluffy, ivory bouncy clouds
Rays of light peer through in shrouds

So clean, crisp and certain walzing across the sky
Moving with such grace and a poise to not deny

Thunder, dont come here
Do not chase the clouds away
For when they are here there is hope and promise
Of the chance to forget yesterday