by Lauren Scott Clouds are welcomedwhen my eyes tireof the sun andtheir tears soothemy soul, while insidestaying warmbut sometimesthey exudeuncertainty inthe nighttheir colorbecomes blurrywith no visionin sightI muchrather prefermy worldinblackandwhite © Lauren Scott, BaydreamerWrites.com http://baydreamerwrites.com http://baydreamerwrites.comhttps://www.amazon.com/~/e/B08NCRH4MKAuthor – King Copper: Our dog’s life in poetryAuthor – Cora’s Quest (a children’s book)Author – Ever So Gently: A Collection …







