day #9:

I don't know about a piece of cloud.

But I know of you.

        I know that I love YOU.

I also know that watching the clouds,

For fun bubbly familiar images was something I really enjoyed as a kid,

With the siblings.

I guess- not much did change.

Yes, we grew older

Smarter,

       A bit more independent.

We started relaying more on ourselves, than you.

But in a way, we only grew more dependent of you.

We still look for fun bubbly images, in the clouds.

Together.

Siblings.

    For our piece of cloud.

But this time,

The images aren't fun and lovely.

And the activity is not... as enjoyable.

This time, the clouds are people.

And that thing we're looking for?

It's you.

-S. Trig

Another day, another POEMMMMMMMM!!!

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thank you so much for hoping on this journey with me. also, I know this says day #9. it's because I only typed poem number nine, and decided to post it now, instead of waiting until I type the others. I'M NOT BAILING ON YOU GUYS, I SWEAR. it's just annoying that I have to type post (I write on paper) before posting them. I will post the poems from the previous days soon, before this one.

see YOU soon! 

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