Use to float through life on a cloud
never worrying about loss
never worrying about anything
Now send poems and pics to a cloud
In hopes that they find you
In hopes that they get through
Trying to unlock some secret door
Here in the cloud that connects
past to present
Climb those stairways to heaven
so very high
but it still would not be enough
to reach that angel in the sky
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 1:41 PM UTC
Use to float through life on a cloud
never worrying about loss
never worrying about anything
Now send poems and pics to a cloud
In hopes that they find you
In hopes that they get through
Trying to unlock some secret door
Here in the cloud that connects
past to present
Climb those stairways to heaven
so very high
but it still would not be enough
to reach that angel in the sky
Poem for my mother
