There are too many negatives to find a positive in Murphy's Laws unless I pull my head out of any confusing clouds,
turning my eyes to the sky where horsetail clouds drift.
~horsetails my father told me~
so much more enchanting than Cirrus Uncinus to find the magic and wonder of childhood
in this morning’s skies ~
a vast and beautiful positive
sweeping the too many negatives away in the wind.
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