Play With Clouds

The sky is so clear and bright 
The white clouds are floating 
It seems they want to hold me tight 
I wish if I were playing.

I ask, " How can I play with you?"
They reply, " Come to the edge of the earth,
Lift up your hands in the sky, within a few -
Seconds we will take you up before a breath.

I say, " Someone is waiting for me"
How can I leave her alone?
Then they smile and disappeared, I assume,
I can play with her and roll on and on and on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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