Arrival

~ T M Mulligan

Sitting here alone

Window seat watching

Clouds float by

Distracted by voices

Behind in front

Catching the occasional

Peel of laughter

Reminding me of

Yours as clouds

Float on by

But this time

You’re in front

Of me out

There beyond clouds

Waiting for me

And the laughter

That I hear

Now high above

Clouds that float

Float on by

Will soon soon

My love be

Replaced by your

Very own glee

As you run

Abandonedly towards me

Beneath the clouds