" Clouds"
Like huge puffs of cotton or smoke up in the air;
That is what I see when I look up there.
All different shapes forms and sizes just floating free and seem to be drifting,suspended
miracuously.
I see a bird,a dog, a fish............no, a hat,
There's another one forming I wonder whats that?
It might be a car a house or a tree...........this is natures show and guess what its free!
Hey,wait a minute their getting dark grey and thick;what could ever be the meaning of this?
I feel a quick breeze pushing my face and it clearly means that I should start making haste,
Its still a good day and I feel proud, that I took the time to watch those wounderful clouds.
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