With the sky as the ocean, and the grass as my pillow
I will daydream of sailing, adrift in a sea
The clouds in formation, have gathered and billowed
As a mast gathers wind, and sails down for me
I'm swept up to the sky on a wave, wild and free !
There's an elephant swimming!! And a white whale that frolics!
And a long caterpillar, that follows to play!
But, they're slowly dissolving, I become melancholic
as the mast has collapsed, and the whale goes astray
While the ship I was sailing, has faded away.
For Barbara Gorelick's Contest: "Clouds" 8/16/13