clouds and sun.
the future calls, bright and colorful
dawn blankets the town in glowing rays of heat.
my hands are cold in the light of the setting sun.
The sun rises magnificently.
the gray rain changes with us as we age.
going through some things, like everyone else on this earth.
the sun, like the moon and stars, is our guardian. our mother.
love is a choice, and, when it’s made, it’s eternal.
grey skies reflect human endeavors to destroy everything in the process of attempting to be successful.