When all in life seems broken
fuses blow
printer jams
shredder dead
I went for a walk
And looked at the sky
The clouds don’t break
I wonder whyClouds don’t break down
‘Tho said to burst
They do their job
Take up their load
Transport it miles
Then drop it off
They don’t even ask us to sign a receipt!
Perhaps we humans might do better to just get on with life the way the clouds do??
🙂