Winds of change blow
Trying to chase blues away
Clouds flood the blue sky
Changing it to white and bright
Often change is good
Things take on a better hue
So if life looks blue
Rise up, try to make a change
Color your world, make it new
Choka
Tag: white clouds
Picnic in the Park
Dark gray clouds hang overhead,
Their presence threatens to bring
An end to outdoor plans for the day,
Ominously, they hover and cling.
Everyone plans to seek cover,
If raindrops begin to fall.
Silently some sit, watch and wait,
While others gather to cover all.
The gray clouds slowly drift north,
Away from our area of concern.
White clouds reveal a sunny sky,
Sighs release, and smiles return.
Plans once again move forward,
As there’s no rain in sight.
The picnic proceeds outdoors in the park,
Stopping only as day turns into night.
Leona J. Atkinson
06-19-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 