Miracle To Me

Wisp of a cloud With several hues Color the sky With pink, green, and blue Wisp of the color So light to see Small area above So beautiful to me Warm sunny night With trees passing by Not yet green Like the wisp in the sky Looking down Just to look back up The shape of that wisp Would change just like luck. The wisp became small Just from moving on by But the hue of its colors Showed brilliant up high. Slowly but surely the wisp disappeared Finally gone the sky became clear. When gone I just thought How lovely to see So many miracles Like the wisp was to me. Written by: @