In the Clouds I See

In the Clouds I see

April 19, 2013

A poem for Sydney, my creative little girl.

Sydney sat by and by,

Watching birds fly in the sky.

Dreaming fondly of what will be,

Hoping to the high heavens a great future to see.

And in the clouds grand and round

She felt unbound,

Free from frights of this life.

Though amid a world of loss and strife,

Great Imaginations into the heavens soar.

What winged things upon the wind bore!

Visions of fields vast and mountains high in the sky,

Watching kings from aloft,

While resting on cloudy pillows soft.

Peering into crevasses deep within the land,

Seeing camels cross the desert sand.

And within a moment’s breadth

She decides to return home to rest,

For after all home is best.