Shapes In The Sky
On a wonderful, sunny day,
I like to lie in the grass
and gaze, quietly into the sky.
I watch the clouds move along,
as they move at different speeds;
Floating slowly, yet quickly, across
the sky.
I like to imagine the clouds
in several different shapes;
like animals, or people, or anything
found in the sky.
A person can imagine the clouds
to be anything that they like,
Even themselves, floating across
the sky.
©1983KMDavis-Scheuer (Age 11)
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