I am cumulus

I am cumulus
a dot
Often stratus
a painted closing in ceiling
Or cirrus
some careless brush strokes
Ever moving morphing
hiding glowering present absent
Like poetry, reader, you make me change me lose me

:- Doug.

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Elder Caring Lawyer
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