The Clouds Tilt Daily - Poem by R.G McKinley
It came to be on such a day,
To see shadows nevermore to rise,
Softly spoken kinder words;
These are uttered closely before my eyes.
Invisible though our smiles may be,
The shine is never lost,
To those who knew as winter grew,
Such smile’s came at a cost.
Dark clouds pass as day becomes dusk,
I know we will dream again,
Then in the morn as the sun spreads to dawn,
May the sunshine never end?
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