Prologue
Clouds the mystery of the white fluff in the sky
The clouds today look like whales in a sea
Bright blue fluffy and true
If only you could touch one feel the texture true
Hold one in the palm of you’re hand
Sit on one but you may fall through
Sit on a cloud
Captivate your heart do yourself proud
Sit on a cloud feel the fluffy suround
The magical feeling the awesome power of a cloud
If only I could
I would be a magician or even ‘god’
Just to sit there on a cloud
Feeling quiet good
I’ve seen myself there in a dream
A fantasy so real and yet true
Sitting on a cloud
Looking down now
Watching the world go by
Sat on this heavenly cloud
Like a magician with a wand
Floating by
Floating on this heavenly cloud.
Epilogue
As you daydream because you read this
Sit on the cloud the heavenly cloud
And the daydream is yours.
mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008
