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Click hereClouds above me
How they roar
Like someone’s knocking on heaven’s door
Black and Gray
In the Breeze you sway
Never in one place to stay
Drifting day by day
Tears begin to flow
Down here below
Tears of joy or sorrow
No one knows
As Heaven’s door begins to close
Drifting clouds ~ in inclement weather can pass over quickly ~ just as our moods can turn from sorrow to Joy. Lovely metaphor. Soft, sweet, and utterly mesmerizing the illustration that accompanies this gorgeous rendering.
Not bad ~ could tweak a couple spots ~
No reason to ride you out of town on a rail!
picture...and the way the words seem to roll with the clouds...
lovely!