Talking to the Cloud

                A single cloud in the sky,

Watching over me, Why?

It’s telling me to move on, away from you.

Why is a cloud telling me what to do?

White it appears, but dark underneath,

It thinks it belongs, just like me.

It’s moving slowly, taking its time,

It’s showing it has no heart that’s kind.

Why is this cloud showing a frown?

Why is this cloud looking down?

Why am I not so surprised to see,

A cloud in the sky, talking to me.

                                                                Grace