#1801-Full
Sometimes I need to listen,
Without knowing why.
Warm, sunny days,
When I wake with a smile,
But it ends up raining,
Unexpectedly,
Under clear blue skies.
Then I realize,
They’re not my clouds,
But those I’ve welcomed,
With open arms.
So I listen.
And it feels right.
From cloud to cloud,
Without questioning why.
Then evening arrives,
And I feel empty,
But also alive.
So I close my eyes,
And pretend to be a dog,
Eyeing a duck,
Floating on a cool lake,
Under a hot sun.
Pretty good way,
To end the day,
Daydreaming,
Others’ worries away.