Clouds

 

As I look  up into the sky
I watch the clouds go racing by

White and fluffy, way up high,
Billowing, changing in the sky

A cloud that’s changing shape I note,

it moves and looks just like a boat

Passing by with sails unfurled,

going to another world

It skips along pushed by the breeze,

so silently and with such ease

If I could jump aboard that boat

to sail the sky I’d let it float

Into a peaceful magic land,

where I could wish and wave my hand

And everything just turns out right;

cares and worries all take flight

I dream my dream and give a sigh;

and smile at clouds still racing by.