CLOUD

CLOUD I am a cloud, floating up here today White with edges touched with grey Look up, look up, even if you stare Some call me fluffy but that’s unfair Not namby-pamby nimbus, so there I’ve a proud identity of which I care I am a cumulus with a storm in mind And can bring heavy rain, you’ll find Even at this height, I’m not confined I’m a harbinger of rain, I will not lie I’m not like those cirrus, way up high Seen way up there, scraping the sky I may be turning quite black later on Yet with strong winds, I may be gone So, it’s now something to think upon Just one among many, as it must be Yet despite that, I’m a distinct entity But if you can, please remember me