Passing Poem by Philo Yan

Passing



The swirling clouds,

Floats like cotton candy.

In the evening skies,

ending the day,

on a rainbow note.

Passing,

memories remaining,

in the corn fields swaying,

gently in the breeze,

your uncle waving.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A fellow artist painted a corn field where the evening skies were a rainbow of colors in memory of his uncle who just passed away.
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