Cinquain Drifting Clouds Poem by Heather Burns

I like the idea behind this poem

yes, its a marvellous poem....clouds drift to pour rain on a dry place...enjoyed it

Nice poem. The poem succeeded in using nature to instruct that change is divine. Seasons must always change

that's how God's blessings search for us when we seek for his mercy!

Short and sweet write. Clouds drifting like white cotton will suddenly turn to gray and send down much needed rain upon the dry and scorched earth. A great creation they are. Thanks.

Nice thought. Well expressed. Lot of drought areas need clouds that rain. Please read my poem 'Drought Go Away' when you have time. Thank you.