Poem

What are in the clouds

Clouds

© Corey Howden
Clouds are big white fluffy pillows that make me dream.
when I'm in heaven that's where I'll sleep.
clouds are filled with happy things
such as ice cream cones and funny things.
But, when it grows dark I know that all the people up above
have turned out their lights and gone to sleep.

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Published: Mar 2008

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