Less Epic Poetry #2

Less Epic Poetry #2

I wandered lonely,

loosely based upon a cloud –

if clouds wander.

I often wonder about whether clouds do that sort of thing;

or, whether it was just a maverick cloud,

bucking the trend,

to its own

and not the weather’s end.

I don’t think about daffodils much.

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