A Cloudy Perspective

It was cloudy this day, and i decided to write a poem on clouds, which turned out to this....

Clouds i must say,

frightens me in some way.

When they are grey, it can only say,

a stormy, rainy gaping day.

But when they are a crispy white,

and covers the sky with a gasping sight.

Then they mitigate you with a gratifying sensation,

which makes you feel like you can jump

and bounce on them, regardless of the elevation.

I cannot imagine a world without clouds,

those mighty white shapeshifters bouncing all around.

Their huge lazy figures,

that makes those unique days so peculiar.

So i tell you now, that a world without clouds,

does not even come close to my world with clouds.

For that is without doubt, the most exciting way,

to lighten up a day.

Scatter the sky with white puffy balls,

or cover it up with a blanket of puff.

And i will be the happiest kid that day,

untill the blanket of puff again blows away.

Author's Note

:)

Reviews

[Tangerine]

That was really fun to read, and it made me happy! I wonder if there are any clouds outside right now . . . better go check!!

[Haley Smith]

Hah! I like this a lot! It's very simple and childlike, but not in a bad way. It's bouncy and light (no pun intended?) and is a good read. :)