The Little Cloud by russ mckay
Posted on July 31, 2019
Filed Under Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
Though I am just a little cloud
I’m fluffy and billowy and very proud
If I keep growing then I guess
I’ll become a big old cumulus
And float with my friends so you can peer us
And tell us apart from those wispy cirrus
We cumulus clouds have the most status
We’re not stringy and gray like those skimpy stratus
You can tell I like being what I am
And I like changing shapes which I can
Down on the ground as you gaze on high
You’ll be guessing what I look like as I fly by
But if I get noisy and turn grey/blue
I’ll be getting ready to rain on you
But don’t take shelter under a tree
‘Cause lightning bolts might come from me
I’d much rather float in the sun up high
Looking like cotton shapes in the sky
So when you see me wave and say Hey
And I’ll save my rain for another day