I'M Envious Of The Clouds Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

I'M Envious Of The Clouds



I'm envious of the clouds
That float happily in the sun -
Changing into colorful shrouds -
Lumping from many into one.

Their most compatible friend -
The wind, admits
They beautify the high heaven.
Nebulosity permits

Travel without a passport.
They slip away on a whim
For a day's length or more
And return a denizen.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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