I scan the skies
to fill my eyes
With life's beautiful horizons.
Seeing myself,
with peace and health
Living a life I love for fact...
But cloudy nights
fill my sight
So no choice can be exact.
Meteorologically minced
by dreary present tense.
So clouded Dreams I keep my eye on.
Darren Tyler Howard
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clouded-dreams-2/
