Moods

gray0328

 

Let them be clouds drifting away,  

absorbed in thoughts not of you.  

Let them bask in their own sunlight,  

or wander through shadowed woods.  

We all carry our inner weather,  

storms you cannot calm or stir,  

serene skies you didn’t paint blue,  

dawn breaking without your touch.  

Witness them as distant lightning,  

moods shaped by their own winds,  

carving out moments of thunder,  

or quiet days filled with rainbows.  

Stand clear of their squalls and ease,  

know not everything is for your muse,  

observe their storms but remain still,  

and trust their sun will shine again.

  • Author: gray0328 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 28th, 2024 10:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: Happy Thanksgiving. This poem is a reminder to let moody relatives have their moods without it reflecting on you
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