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It only took one, one lonely cloud to rouse my mind To drift and dream on a summer's day I am so like this cloud, floating alone, so full of hope in the blue background of life Hope for rain, for love, for joy, to hold and keep a drifter's eye I am but one little cloud in the scheme of life Simply an illusion, to be blown away by winds and soon to pass But wishful that I've burnt some kind of memory In some, even one dreamer's eyes ©2008, Poem, Photo & Graphics by Charlotte G Mair |
