On my walk this morning a tiny cloud caught my eye
And I found myself stopping to watch it on its trip across the sky.
It seemed a little shaky at first…not much movement there at all…
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Comparing himself with the cloud.He was not the same man is a good and noble reflection.Every sunrise is unique. Good poem.
Beautiful and meaningful poem. Life of a person has been so nicely compared with cloud. The last stanza is glued with this thought. Many thanks for sharing...10