Fun Time

In a plane heading south
Above the clouds
Oh what a sight
Looks like I could walk below
Seems to be a blanket of snow.
Little tufts here
And spaces there
I would have to walk
With special care
Fun and games
A world unknown
Roll in the clouds
And play with snowmen
Walk a step or maybe two
Dance and swirl 
And lose your shoes
Can’t believe the beauty here
Clouds below and blue sky near.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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