As Clouds Pass By

I lay in the cool green grass, Getting ready to watch white, fluffy clouds pass. I lay on my back, facing towards the sky, And watch in amazement as clouds go by. Clouds of all sizes and shapes. That cloud looks like a bunch of grapes. Here comes one that looks like a four leaf clover. And I should call that one a dog named Rover. Maybe I will have good luck, And see one that looks like a duck. The clouds are playing peek-a-boo with the sun. I just spotted one that looked like a gun. Watching the clouds is a great way, To spend a glorious, sunny day. But now, the clouds are thickening and turning gray. It may not be a good idea to stay. Suddenly, I see a flash of light streak across the sky. Now I know it is time to say goodbye.