A CLOUD

O’ Cloud, why do you shed tears?

I hear your voice like thunder

And on sunny days…

…Your beauty makes me gasp in wonder.

In the morning, you make me jump

                                                 And land on the floor with a bump.

Every morn I watch you smile

Through the window of my classroom.

And then you mock and laugh,

When a teacher pulls my ear off.

It’s your smile I like.

 

But when rain comes,

You transform into a black ghost

And shed tears that break my heart.

Oh! Cloud. Never shed tears again.

Travel around the world,

With your warm, friendly smile.

Peep at my window every morn

And never shed tears again.

Building non-existent worlds by watching clouds was one of my favorite pastimes till I was ten. This is dedicated to the cloud that looked like a lovely child and a wizened old woman almost at the same moment.

ANUSHA.U.R.

7 yrs