Grey clouds in the morning
another day dawning.
Are they looking down at me
while floating by
looking up in the sky.
A message of love
sent far from above.
One wonders what
they`re trying to say.
Telling a warning of
things that could be.
On this a new
dawning day.
Perhaps there`s
meaning, to this
silver/grey screen
as they float by.
Of joy everlasting
I really hope so.
Time only will tell.
its glory` n ` splendour
clouds, are so tender
on this new dawning day
