Cloud in the sky

This one is also about moving but more focused on leaving friends.

 

I'm trying to fly as high as I can

But you are flying too high little cloud.

The strings that hold my wings together are running thin and falling to the ground.

I am moving too slowly for you, all my fears have come true.

The wind is my enemy, but your friend, little cloud.

You choose the wind over me, so the string that hold my wings together

Fall to the ground. Fall to the place I once lived, the place I do not belong.

My wings are no more, so I say goodbye little cloud.

I am sorry I was too slow for you.

Back to the place I do not belong and find my strings, I shall….

Find you I will, little cloud, so I can say hello…

Reviews

[Sasha]

Cute poem. Sometimes we need to realize when its time to move on. Keep at it!