as the clouds roll over
in their sleep, upside down
counting sheep
sinking selflessly
the sun peaks through
as clouds cry away the rest of what they worked for, ebbed into the world
shining a light on dew drops left on our skin
our walls, tangled in nature, gracing
the grass beneath our feet
etched into rivers an impressionable flow
sweet risings coming home
to say hello
to thank the downpour
to know what we know
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
as the clouds roll over
in their sleep, upside down
counting sheep
sinking selflessly
the sun peaks through
as clouds cry away the rest of what they worked for, ebbed into the world
shining a light on dew drops left on our skin
our walls, tangled in nature, gracing
the grass beneath our feet
etched into rivers an impressionable flow
sweet risings coming home
to say hello
to thank the downpour
to know what we know
I am just starting to write poems, everyones poems on here are so nice