The clouds in Oklahoma send
So many messages to me
You don’t need to watch for weather
On the weather channel on TV
You see their puffy whiteness
And you know right at a glance
For now there is no rain in sight
Not even a slight chance
They gather all together and make
A picture in the sky
At times they are so beautiful that
They make me want to cry
And then, my friend, we get
A sky of a sooty black
A storm of new dimensions
Is about to make an attack
Oklahoma clouds are so amazing
And in sunrises and sunsets
They add to delicious colors
The prettiest sky you’ll ever get!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love clouds and use to when younger always seem to see animals and faces in them. Now? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Ten my friend! Linda