Clouds

Time flies.
Too many sunrises and sunsets
Have I watched.
Clouds float,
And everyday I say to them,
How I love you and I miss you,
Hoping they would somehow get to you.
Waiting here
In the great sky underneath us,
Seeing birds fly past,
Gives a calming thought
That we're bound to see the same thing
If not at the same time.
Here, the moon is up tonight,
But the sun is shining gloomily where you are.
Clouds- more clouds cover the moon,
As I say to them,
"I'm patiently waiting for you."
Will I grow tired
Of expecting your return?
I will not.
For I'd watch a thousand sunsets more,
Until you come back,
And tell me what the clouds just said.




~anamellie, 010812