Clouds

another poem that i wrote at the age of 12.

When i look at the clouds, i feel free.

Clouds can become whatever shape they want like a cup of Thea.

They can be happy and joyful.

They can be sad and dark.

I look at the clouds when i'm in the park.

When a cloud is happy, they let the sun shine nice and free.

When they are sad, they keep the sun away from shining and start to cry.

A cloud is a wonderful thing, that can have wonderful colors too.

When i look at the clouds...I am happy about my life.

Author's Note

made at the age of twelve, i found these at home and decided to put them on here.

Reviews

[Just Kim]

Very nicely written, much enjoyed

[Anne van der Heijden]

Thank you!

[Harrisen Viator]

That poem, honestly brought a smile to my face, because it has been cloudy all day here, and the sun just came out.

[Anne van der Heijden]

That's great! i'm very happy to hear that ^^