A single Cloud
By Isz
Separated by friend old and young In either group I am left alone Everyone has his or her life’s to live They’re "others" to be with And I am stuck In an ageless gap To many problems to be so care free Not enough solutions to be steady Like a single cloud I drift, floating ever so slowly Following the morning fog And chancing the afternoon shower Yet always to late to join in But just in time for the stories On the times I had missed I am just a poorly mixed drink Of emotions, actions, and bad timing Nothing can come good of it And so I drift on Chasing a new flock of birds By: Isz Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jan 28 2002 07:19 AM PST 0 • 1
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"Separated by friend old and young..."