Cloud Drifter© Poem by Roann Mendriq

If I could sit upon a cloud,
and drift beyond the rolling sea;
(I doubt I would be so allowed)
but one can always hope, can't we?

I'd stretch up high and touch the sky,
I'd peer and peep at earth below;
I'd gaze at eagles, how they fly,
I'd nod and wave and say 'Hello! '

Cross legged I'd sit and hold high court,
with soaring hawks and fleetwinged kites;
Pleased to be their Queen consort,
to rule from heavens hallowed heights.

Then finally, I'll say 'Goodbye',
and drift back down to earth and sigh.