The Writer

Clouds pass by each day from morning to night and back again each day. The flowing by of a natural scenic view, as each cloud pass there, comes a new. Some white some grey some with shapes that form high in the air. And as I sit at my window and view them all, big and small flowing clouds seem to be exiting the big sky of the hall. Some pass that looked dark grey with water Yes! Maybe the rain will fall, and they move so crowdedly as some connection to each other for a refreshing rain as mother nature calls. And drip by drip rain will fall from those grey clouds as each one lightens up and more clouds will continue to flow, days on end on the same sky track that each already knows :) And as they continue to flow, the day will end and night will begin to more cloud form on a scenic show. All clouds will continue to flow to go where nobody knows.

Rain you and your wet watery ways, with drops of fresh water that fall everywhere.  A natural waterfall with all the essentials to renew, oh what splendor you bring when true eyes look at you in full view.  The way your watery drops fall from the clouds in the sky, making the young seedlings in the earth breathes a life of fresh breath and open their eyes.  The fall of your water drops trillions at a time, just releasing enough water to help the earth that sometimes runs dry.  Rain I do admire you for your soft natural and eloquent flow, and your drops of water that constantly flow to make mother nature's creations all naturally grow.  You remind me of a giant waterfall but A sky of the heavenly kind, that covers the skyline and pours out so wide.  Your water drops gentle embrace my face, skin, and body with a soft special way that is from heavenly.  I watched you as from the roof's edge your water drip one-two then three and more, as your wate

It's a new day a new morning and I opened my eyes to see, the beautiful surroundings and clouds in the sky that's layered so neat. Birds chirping away as they embrace a new day. I can see the ocean live in view, as I see a day opened up to new. A new day new blessings new hopes and never wishes, you see there are no genies in bottles around only a loving Creator Father with a presence and eyes and ears that see and hear all around. The sun is softly setting and the moon has dimmed her light, the sky is now lighted as the sun gives off her light. It's always a blessing when you can wake up and open your eyes to see, a new day birth, right before thee. And from a precious breath of life within, that always makes your heart of soul to a new day sweetly sing. A new day a new way a natural precious thing to see, a breath of life that I am grateful and thankful for as my creator has his breath of life in me. I know that I am special to get suc