Poetry

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CLOUDS

When you playfully sculpt
the clouds
and stack them into
mighty, fluffy
candy floss towers.

Blow them
into ever changing
sculptures of
faces with
bulging cheeks,
pouting lips
and long noses,
galloping horses,
white poodles
or women with
long, floating hair.

When you paint
them orange,
line them silver or gold
with the rays of the sun.

Do You laugh out loud
and exclaim:
"There you are
little ones,
enjoy the splendor and glory
and abundant fun
of what I have created
for you?"

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