From Darren Harper

Halifax, UK (‘Home of good old Yorkshire clouds’).

A short poem about clouds

I wandered lonely as a man
Through barren streets and towns
When all at once I saw a cloud
A smile to raise my frowns.
The furrowed brow, the sullen eyes
Sparkled and came alive
When all at once that cloud appeared
Blessed by the divine.

© Darren Harper (Member 5462)

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