Vast blankets lift, sheets of grey shift.
New fluffy formations as off white wisps drift.
Each gentle breath, no memory left.
The closest companions so casually cleft.
Cliques cluster fast, no regard for their past.
And little for light as long shadows cast.
Veil once again shot, dullness lasts not.
Recycled epiphany too quickly forgot.
She won’t lose heart, on return to the start.
The sun may be stronger this time the clouds part.