The Cloud and The Ghost

I am the cloud and the ghost
I wonder how far I will glide
I hear the wind pushing me toward another day
I see the sun setting many times
I want someone to watch me sail by
I am the cloud and the ghost…

I pretend that I am real and noticeable
I feel I will disappear without a real chance
I touch the living
I worry they feel nothing of the encounter
I cry when I see the sun fading
I am the cloud and the ghost…

I understand another day may not last
I say it makes this day more memorable
I dream my presence is that of importance
I try to keep my wings flying for the next day
I hope that tomorrow comes
I am the cloud and the ghost…