Drifting Clouds

Drifting Clouds
By: James Dubeau

Drifting clouds
Floating by
Blanketing the sky
Turning to black
I watch you float
Across the sky
In puffy gobs
Is there a storm
On the horizon
Waiting for me
To leave the sanctity
Of the indoors
Or will those clouds part
Showering me
With the last glimpses
Of sky and sun
Until the day
Finally turns
To night