Clouds
Clouds drift by,
my mind free to fly
Clouds swelling high,
I dreamily sigh
For this is where I want to be,
soft wind blowing on me,
this is what is meant to be free
Golden sun,
clouds of white
azure sky.
Never had such fun!
such freedom to fly,
watching clouds pass me by
To loop and roll round clouds of white,
high as a kite!
Such joy of flight.
Me,
Myself,
no crowd,
as I play in sunlit cloud
Dive in to misty white,
soft cloud light,
burst through the other side,
blue sky miles wide
Golden sun ,
can be such fun,
but clouds take my breath away,
for this is where I want to play
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