Thud

[Bassmama]

I rise on clouds of hope and happiness, amazed that I could feel these feelings again, egged on by the warmth & gestures coming my way. I try not to rise too high, as I have become used to feeling the earth beneath my feet, but hope these clouds have more substance than the other ones that have raised this bruised and damaged soul. The fear of speaking about the clouds aloud makes me look for a landing place, just in case, and I almost swallow the words with the heavy dose of fear that has risen up into my throat.

"I care" I whisper to the clouds, fighting the fear back down to the stomach pit. "I've seen your kind before & maybe can help mend any holes and make you stronger."

With that, the clouds dissipate with a clap of thunder and I fall to the ground, adding another bruise to the already amazingly large collection.

I rub the bruise and swear that I will never trust another bank of clouds again.

[entipy]

* entipy hugs Bassmama

[Bones]

WOW! That was really well written. Good one. Bones will give you a hug also.