Every Cloud Has A Story

Great words. Love this piece. I am often guilty of euphory, and I learned a new word.

Thank you Frank Solanki

Frank Solanki

Out there floats a ball of dust

Smoke and gas and hollowed rust

Swimming in the sky with swollen glory

Every cloud has his story

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As they’re born they form and float

While they live they quietly gloat

Some they rain and some they blow

Only a few call a splendid show

For some you reserve your euphory

Every cloud has his story

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Every leaf has his glory

Every dew has his story

Every breath has his glory

Every cloud has a story

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