Clouds, a poem written by Jenise Cook at



written by: Jenise Cook



Peaceful places where my heart
can restfully lie down
among the lacy curtains that
my soul crochets with peace.

The green, soft hill will melt away
when fluffy castles fly,
and welcome me to come along
to leave the world behind.

And now the sun is sinking
into a sleeping sea.
Tomorrow I’ll be softly
dreaming of peaceful things.

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