Clouds
Who told the clouds how to dress today
Soft cotton like and rimmed with lace
Dancing there overhead in grand array
Then sprinting off away in space
They evaporate and then just go away
To reappear again in some disguise
Hold hands to paint a new day’s skies
Then hide beyond where we can’t see
And guess tomorrow where they will be
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