I then lie down, and
feel the clouds around-
sailing swiftly as the wind;
With strange figures,
faces - odd shapes they carry
from my memory epitomes.
I smile, thinking about time,
home, people; you in those
beautiful moments I’ve had.
And then,
immensely submerged in nostalgia:
an anecdote of happiness,
I travel back in time,
with these clouds of thoughts.
~
