Cloud King

Beyond the sand waves roll toward me water abundant quickly attacks and retreats sunset burns its light upon the surface of the water reflections in a mirror another evening to the slaughter There is a tree with limbs that lean so proud a rope swings to a pool of water soft as a cloud shade invites rest on the cool grass growing kisses gently from a westerly wind blowing A puffy white cloud follows another in the sky brilliant blue sky to long looked upon will make you cry Run through the tall grass along the banks Fly through the sand scare the fish ranks With any luck at all I will wait on the dock time begins when you get there simple walk Pines grow over our cabin there giving reprieve And I'll be there like Cloud King if you believe