The thick
clouds
are dreary
heavy hanging
like a pall
blocking the sun
of my heart
in a different
place where
happy leaves
and moss still
spend their days
and the sun still
shines warm
but the wind...
the wind
remembers
and has
come to me
to redesign
the clouds
to open up
for me
a little patch of blue.
💚
“And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
I Corinthians 13:13 NKJV
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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Redesign the clouds, I especially loved that!
A beautiful reminder that even the heaviest clouds can break. Thank you for this patch of blue — we all need one sometimes. 💙✨