Tue, 08/23/2016 - 18:58 -- kals

her head was not in the clouds

but she was made of clouds themselves

dreaming of the day she could return to the sky


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741