When clouds go by
I don’t know why
It makes me think
Of how we cry
Perhaps it is
Because we bear
Some semblance of
A grief or care
That we hold in
Till comes the trigger
Makes our burden
Somewhat bigger
There is no planning
When or where
We send those tears
In despair
The clouds will form
The winds will blow
We let them take us
Where they go
You can’t control
Your tears soul
And you dare think
You’re in control