Play With Clouds Poem by MD SHAHADAT HOSSAIN

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.