Cheryl Derby

(Troy, New York, USA)

Drifter - Poem by Cheryl Derby

The sky is blue with clouds
They want to miss you but they have forgotten how
Each whiteness blows away but one more moves in until the day becomes
A clock of clouds
And each minute is time for floating
The day stops above my head.
I've gotten lost up there
The clouds are so close without you
I pull them all around me.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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