Original Poem - The Cloudsmanpreetarcane (52) in poetry • 8 years ago (edited) Do not misunderstand me To me, this life is dear But The clouds Never seem to go away D'you remember when the skies were clear? To die Right now, right here To whisper 'Goodbye' in her ear To be ghostly In what has been cold I would prefer Over being real Feedback is always appreciated. poetry writer art life clouds