When I Held A Cloud In My Hand Poem by Vera Sidhwa

When I Held A Cloud In My Hand



When I held a cloud,
In my hand,
It was a lovely day.
I couldn't even understand,
How it could be this way.

When I held a cloud,
In my hand,
The radiance at hand,
Spoke to me of happiness,
Across the land.

When I held a cloud,
In my hand,
I understood what it meant,
That this is the way,
Happiness went.

Saturday, February 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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