The Hand of God

My daughter and I were on the rooftop

not quite an hour ago to get our laundry down

and I commented on how lovely the clouds were.

My daughter was quick to say that they could very well be

my next subject to write about, 'about how the hand of God paints the skies'.

I don't think I need write a poem, she wrote it herself for me,

I just took the pictures.

Thanks Chelle : )