Book Of Poetry by CW - HTML preview

Clouds

When I was a child, I’d lay in the grass and watch the

clouds for hours.

Watching the clouds until they were rain showers.

I loved to look at the clouds and imagine what they

would be, would be a tiger, a bear, or lion I would

see.

Looking at the clouds makes me feel dazy, laying

there for hours makes me feel lazy.

I love to look at the clouds in the wild, even no as an

adult; I still look at the clouds and it makes me feel

like a child.