Clouds

they are floating wools,
the woven designs of nature,
Oh how I wish, I could knit one,
only if I could touch and catch them,
I would weave the most beautiful shapes of heart and faces,
when they rain, they leave traces,
on the sand, on the grass,
on the shriveled parts,
the love, the expressions spread in the air,
the laughs and giggles everywhere.

Published by dreamingkaleido

I am a Doctor, an enthusiast Writer, a Blogger and a Mommy Blogger I believe Writing can take to places unimaginable. It's mostly around and within me which inspires me to write. Philosophy interests me.

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