Clouds

When the clouds come,
They set up tent and stare-
Those stay in don’t care,
When the clouds come.

When they change hue,
They’re stabbed in with fear-
The raindrops they hear,
When they change hue.

When they fly off,
The darkness that remains-
Despite the Sun made way,
When they fly off.

When they stay there,
The pictures that they make-
It echoes in their minds,
When they stay there.

When the clouds come,
They lay in wonder there-
They stay and ponder there,
When the clouds come.