"Flying On A Cloud"
I wish that I could,
Fly on a cloud.
Enjoy the blue skies,
As we’re twirling around.
I would plan a picnic,
For me and my friends.
As we’re laughing and giggling,
Again and again.
Then we'd look around,
And wave to Mother Earth.
High above blue plains,
Showing its beauty and worth.
We would wave to the birds,
As they flew past our cloud.
And give thanks to the time,
That we were allowed..
To fly close to the Heavens,
With our picnic and wine.
On our own private cloud.
We’d have such a good time!
Dianne
Tags: Poetry
