Read Poem: COME CLOUDS, by Norman Allan

come clouds
now that we are ready
eclipse our too planned joy
tomorrow we will plan again

today’s already gone
along with childhood
back into the vaults
of would be might and when
grey clouds
blue clouds
peach sky
willow tree and rain

tomorrow we will plan again.

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