Clouds

Just another day drifting off in the clouds.

Balls of cotton in the sky
All above
Way up high
Maybe one day that could be me
So much to do yet so care free
Maybe I could be
The clouds that brush the tops of trees?
Be the slow drifting site
That shields the sun from showing too much light?
I could tickle the around the atmosphere
without the fears I have down here
No fear of judgment
No fear of strife
No fear of death
No fear of life
Just hanging around in the sky
watching the birds and planes go by
One I will be what I dream the most
Drifting in to the horizon
Disappearing deep down the coast

Author's Note

Just wrote this on the spot...so...Yeah lol :) hope y'all enjoy! <3

Reviews

[sashley]

I love this! This piece is absolutely amazing. You have such an eye for poetry. The rhyme scheme works really well, and the imagery is lucid. Plus, this piece captures a feeling common to most people. You're a great writer and I look forward to see more from you!

Best regards,

Ashley