Each day
Above us loom
Clouds of uncertainty
Attempting to blanket our hope
We sigh,
And then,
We see the sun, our smiling friend,
Appear, chasing the clouds,
Restoring hope,
And life
Butterfly Cinquain
Clouds of Uncertainty
Each day
Above us loom
Clouds of uncertainty
Attempting to blanket our hope
We sigh,
And then,
We see the sun, our smiling friend,
Appear, chasing the clouds,
Restoring hope,
And life
Butterfly Cinquain
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 
Love your poem. Thank God He has made us to be resilient. It’s a lifesaver when things turn out as they have done over the past months. Hope is our life-raft, our stabilizer, our cloud-chaser.
Thanks Diane. As you say Hope is surely a life saver and a cloud-chaser. It’s also my anchor in the storm.
Blessings to you.