The Lonely Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud* to places far and wide I often thought it would be fun to rain down on a bride Or maybe on a summer Fete as rain is something people hate When dressed up in their finery they saunter in the sun chittering, chattering making small talk having so much fun Maypole dancers looking pretty dancing round and round Morris men they hop and skip with flowery hats and wooden poles As carefully they prance and dance big men like them don’t want to fall big men like them don’t want to trip All hot and sweaty they need a shower or would their smiles turn to a glower For I’d be doing them a favour Or maybe it would spoil their day On a hot and sunny day in May But I am getting really bored now Floating around and hanging about Naughty and mischievous These words describe just how I felt Oh dear ~ now is that mean of me As one, two, three I let one free My shower is scattering screeching crowds Soaking them through to their undies This weather not what one would expect on sunny summer Sundays They are now up to their knees in mud amusing the cows whilst chewing their cud Then just for fun a handful of hail stones can be rather painful from a height Crashing down upon their heads and giving all the gals a fright But enough is enough I hear you say So I return them to a sunny day I’ve had my fun I’ve had my thrills now wander lonely as a cloud* in search of golden daffodils… Written 1st February 2020 Contest: Famous poetic lines that inspire Sponsor: Silent One 2nd Place line taken from poem written by William Wordsworth* 'I wandered lonely as a cloud' Contest: Strand Select B Sponsor; Brian Strand HONORABLE MENTION