Watching The Clouds Float By Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
Watching The Clouds Float By
A mixture of colours,
Fill the morning sky,
Red, white and blue,
So pleasing to the eye.
The sun will surely appear soon,
Turning this morning,
Into a bright, pleasant afternoon.
Birds are singing,
Such vigour and soul,
Life's not that bad,
In natures hold,
For it can lift,
The feelings high,
There's no place finer,
Than watching the clouds float by.
Jayne Louise Davies
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5/6/2024 3:57:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Jayne, i totally agree but in Ontario they are back today