Clouds Poem by Alesia Leach

Look at all the clouds I see,
comfy little beds to me.
So fluffy and soft,
more so than this moss.

Up, Up, I will fly so high,
crumpling up those clouds just right.
Then, I will snuggle down you see,
perhaps a chance to dream,
of you, me, and baby three.


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