Clouds Poem by gail godin

When you're lying on the grass
and the clouds are passing by
Can you tell who and what they are?

See the dark of the cloud
How it blends with the white
To make a roadway, a train, a car.

There's a lady over there serving tea
Her auburn hair flowing natural in the breeze.

But no, she's gone, where did she go?
So quickly she did leave.
The wind picked up and out to sea
Went my heavenly bereaved.

A weeping willow,
On the side of a hill
Aiming straight for the cloud
That is sitting still.

A little puppy on a leash
But no one's holding her
Take off the lead, she floats away
Leaving little specks of fur

I love to watch the shifting of the clouds
A sun evolves into a moon
A shark, with it's teeth bearing down
Becomes a graceful dolfin in June.

Now, look above and you will see
The amazement of the clouds
Fluffy, white, puffs of cotton
The lioness with cubs sitting proud

So whenever you're left with nothing but time
Go outside and take a look
You'll be amazed at the wonders up in the clouds
and a glance is all it took.