Misty Musings

by reginadee2014

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Misty Musings

Regina Puckett


I’m going to slide down this mountainside

After all my tears have completely dried

I’m pulling the clouds along with me

So the rest of the world may see

They’re made out of misty musings

But not once of their own choosing

We recklessly call their tears rain

Never recognizing their jarring pain

Even though we hear the thunder’s cries

And feel the wind’s sobering sighs

We never stop to understand

How much clouds are like man