When alone i watch the sky
and try to picture you at my side
see the white clouds pass by
trying hard not to cry
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'Sky be a whisper; beckoning hand of unknown; a glimpse into a world of light; where the angels walk and the devils cry; the gateway to the depths of nothingness' Excellent poem, truly beautiful, well donee!
Better off watching the sky than the TV. Read my poem ALIEN SPACEMAN GOD