Clouds Poem by Gary Vanderbur

Have you ever looked up on a hot summer day,
And notice the clouds busy at play?

They scuttle around the sky
While on the grass we lie.

That one's a man, and there is a hand.
Over here's a boat, and behind us, a goat.

Isn't it fun to watch the clouds at play
While we lie in the grass all day?

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(by Vandy
© 1968 (revised July 18,2007)
Write Naturally Publishing House
... a division of VAN Enterprises)