The clouds are dark
Ominous in the sky
Fortune once foretold
Hovers somewhere
Under clouds of lullabies.

Stepping forth, going to the heart
Of that that matters
Is all I’m worth, all I need
To live the life I’ve seen exist
In a misty, cloudy dream.
~ Patrice

Cloudy skies ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014