Conversations with clouds, a poem for Jane by Tracy Diane Miller

Have you ever wondered
If you could talk to a cloud
What would you even say
Would you share your dreams out loud

Would a cloud even listen
Or would it pass selfishly by
With travels predetermined
To settle in the sky

Would a cloud even care
About the feelings your heart tries to conceal
The pain of your secrets
When loneliness is real

Through the eye of a camera
A picture is your voice
That piece of yourself you choose to share
So generous in your choice