Very nice, I also tried to write something about the wind and the clouds.
Reagards.
José

Irene Beddies (22.09.2015):
Hi José, thank you for your comment. The poem was written on der most northern island of Germany (Sylt) in autumn remembering an old love. Kind regards, Irene

Dear Irene, sometimes like thoughts to fly with the clouds. A wonderful journey through a white cloudy dreamland. Best regards and a happy weekend, Inge

Irene Beddies (03.03.2012):
Dear Inge, Today the clouds on which my thoughts drifted were pink in the late sun's rays. Thank you for your lines. Have a sunny Sunday, Irene