Clouds passing by.
Clouds Passing by.Written by: Louise. E.
Clouds,
Fly by.
I lay on my back,
Clouds,
Fly by,
Me watching them fly,
Clouds,
Forms of angels,
Of butterflies.
Clouds,
Stretched out,
Of fluffy,
Like cheeps,
Clouds,
Watching the sky,
As they move on,
And pass on by.
Clouds,
Made of white air,
And still they share,
Clouds..........
Go every where.
Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2017-06-07 at 22:00
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