Where Are You Going Without Me Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Where are you going without me?
Said the cloud to the sunbeam
As it gaily danced across the sky.
I am going to kiss the flowers,
Join the birds in song,
And warm the butterflies.
I won't be long she sang out,
Her voice was light and gay.
I cannot tarry to talk any longer,
For a sunbeam this is a perfect day.
I'll tickle the wings of bumble bees,
I'll tiptoe through the meadows
And play hopscotch in the gentle rain,
And when the day is almost over
I'll gome back and play
Hide and seek
With you again.

12 noon
September 8,2003