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A cloud is crossing the moon.
I stand watching
as it becomes
a person,
then an angel,
then a face,
and next
a heart.
I waited,
hoping to
see you
up there,
but then
it turned back
into vapor,
and was
just a cloud,
again,
moving on.
Hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteHaunting and beautiful, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteA lovely image painted in words.
ReplyDeleteAwww, the written word expresses so much!! Your heart is lovely Sherry, painting your canvas with words. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteAwww.... He is right where he's always been.
ReplyDeleteTouch your heart...he's there.
Maybe the earthly or mundane characteristics of the face, the the heart may flow by like a cloud and is not readily visible but the soul of the Universe is always present and the love in the heart never dissipates
ReplyDeleteWonderfully done, Sherry, I can feel the yearning, and the heartbreak.
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fleeting...
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteYes, sometimes our expectation are just a little too high, and all that is there is just a cloud.
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