Clouds

Up in the air the clouds are passing by
And they pass by without any hurry
In their realm there is no time,
No alarm clock, no fuss, no lies.

They go with the wind and flow,
There is no reason to resist the blow.
It can be a breeze or a fierce wind,
They go with it, they never mind.

The birds look up to them and take flight;
With the elements they go, no reason to fight.
Every glorious morning, cold or warm,
They face the wind and fly some more.

Each day brings a new challenge to be faced,
But the clouds come and go with such grace.
It can be a nice or a stormy weather,
They will just flow with it, it won’t matter.




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