When you think of me tomorrow,
Please do it with a smile
For I’m the one who sheltered you
From burning rays up high
Please think of me as quenching
The flowers in their beds.
For they were slowly wilting
Before my rain I fed
And what about my shadow
I cast upon the land
So you could see the colours
That nature put at hand
Or how about the moonbeams
I chased up to the stars
So you could have the darkness
Your sleepy thoughts devours
So when you think tomorrow
Surely you will see
A friend that’s passing by you
Within the sky for free..
PTT
We sometimes forget to look at the beauty of clouds , their shades,their colours and above all their forms,,,
Thought to Ponder-“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”-Rabindranath Tagore
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