Grass, Me, Sky
It was a puzzle story
The clouds were down
and the grass was up.
One of the clouds fell down
and I don’t remember which cloud it was
but it sure was big.
That cloud was big.
If I see a cloud like that again, it was in my dreams.
( I had that poem in my dreams...)
Copyright © Ava Carney | Year Posted 2006
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