Our Sky


Where are you
Do our skies look similar
Clouds like pillows
Virgin white, soft and welcoming
Sliding across the sky
Going places I wish I could go
With you


73 thoughts on “Our Sky

  1. I spent my childhood lying on my back watching the pictures in the clouds, always changing. Now I frequently spend my second childhood doing the same thing, only from a seated position. I seem to be more aware of chiggers now.


  2. What a great feeling and release with this poem, and so appropriate this morning as I get ready to fly into the sky (unfortunately via an airport & airplane). Cheers!


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