By Adrienne Danrich
Like a puff of smoke from Papa’s pipe,
You glide by on the whims of the winds,
Creating imaginary forms of faces and trees and animals.
More of your kind gather together,
Changing the celestial sky-scape
To a cottony, pillow of white.
2 thoughts on “Clouds”
Hey Adrienne. This is Mr. Anthony from CVAP in St. Louis. You have been on my mine for a couple of days. I just wanted to touch base. I am so impressed and proud of your wonderful accomplishments. Know that I am still praying for your continued success in all of your endeavors. Such poise, grace, and personality you project. God has blessed you to come so far from your high school days in STL. Keep Him first and He will do the rest. Take care.
Dear Mr. Anthony,
It is so wonderful to hear from you!! As soon as I read your name, an image of you filled my mind!!! You taught me so much at VAP and I appreciate every lesson! I wish you all the best and hope to see you the next time I am in St. Louis. I hope you are doing well and that music is still filling your life and heart with joy.
Warmly, with love,