Clouds
Let me tell how is to be a cloud
They are lovely, I am lovely too
moving swiftly without a sound
when the sky is white and blue,
They are soft like cotton candy
going back and forth as the wind
crosses oceans to reach an island,
or just halting idle by the seaside.
Maybe they will change shape,
A bird or a lion or a little flower
Or like an abstract weird scrape
Shadowing a hidden bower.
Tidy white on a sunny day,
like sheep’s herds moving
Clouds can be heavy and gray
with thunder and lighting,
If they kiss under the rain
hovering over a greenly plain.
Copyright © João Camilo | Year Posted 2013
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