Fluttering Trails
I dwell upon the highest peak
where clouds float by in streaks
of white, and when I wish to journey far
I hop upon a passing cloud
I travel over hills and dales
where butterflies leave fluttering trails
Then I go to where ships sail
and see the beauty of the whales
I wave to birds as they fly by
As I sail through azure skies
And when there's no place left to roam
The clouds delight to take me home!
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2016
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