Do you ever watch the clouds go by?
When your tired eyes reach for the sky?
An artist paints the changing theme
blue and bright
or charcoal grey colour scheme.
How will you interpret the view?
Are you moving yourself?
Or is it moving you?
Are you sitting still or spinning fast?
I’m sure you can retrieve this memory from your past

If only you knew how free I was then
The only fears had were make pretend
Grass stained jeans and tangled hair
Living life without a care

Now I stare at the moon
and pray to God I’ll see you soon
For when alone, head on pillow
I find I start to
weap and willow just like the tree.
I am kind.
Why can’t I see potential in my mind

But some days when i’m alone in bed
dreams of a future spin in my head
i see it bright, just like the sun
successful days, many dreams to come