Fluffs of cotton, ladies dancing
On the wings snow white doves
Whispy willows swaying slowly
In the blue skies up above
Dragons changing into kittens
If you watch, you'll see it all
Fields of daisies grown from castles
Turn into a waterfall
Wide-eyed wonder awaits the looker
Whispered approval uttered aloud
A tiny finger points to blue skies
Of the little boy who loved the clouds
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