I have always loved clouds
Always, and my friends always asked why
I mean I would sit in class and stare
Or when I was with my friends
I would find myself staring
I adored the clouds
I think its because its easy to escape
When all you think about is whether a cloud looks like a lion
Or if the cloud to the right look like a unicorn
I truly love the clouds
I always have
And I always will
Because clouds are just that
They are clouds
They are nothing more
They are nothing less
Just white figments of my imagination
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem