Lingering Sighs

Living is easy I have seen in the past.
Living is my hobby, while some of you laugh.
All people change like the winds and the rain,
Like those clouds overhead
Will move toward some other game.

The first bird soars through the air
Then people will smile
Whole others may share.

Those tremendous clouds
Shall break from their size,
As the day becomes lighter
So may our moods rise.

Sarah Lee McGehee