Above the Clouds

Above the clouds, I long to be Among the other things I see Where I can stand and shout out loud Here I stand, above a cloud! Where whispy trails of jets in flight In blue skies, patchwork quilts of white While here below I am, a grain of sand As people travel from a far off land Above the clouds on a pitch black night The moon peeps out to share his light The stars still seem to find a way To dance around the cloud's display I'm amazed at the ability of man To send satellites soaring, like they can Above the clouds and far beyond Like they posses a magic wand But, most majestic of them all Is that snowy mountain top so tall Where I can stand and shout out loud Here I stand, above a cloud! ©Donna Jones