Clouds

I looked out of my aircraft window

watching the city grow smaller

Up n up we went, into the puffy kingdom

I looked at the white bundles,

changing their shapes and constantly shifting

“Cauliflowers”, I told my mom,

to which she just smiled…

“No, dragons they are!!!”

with whiskers n horns n wings to fly

am not afraid I did tell her

he’s still smiling at me!

Flowers n whales n teddy I saw

And horses n Knights I showed my mom

Castles, so big n pink they were

and dreamed to be a princess there…

I wished to sleep in a bed of clouds

Hiding inside them, never to be found…

I smiled at my dreams as a kid

wondering if it was still possible…

I looked again at the fluffy whites

hoping to spot the same dragon again

I looked n looked for my pink castle

And the garden I simply adored

But all I could see was plain white clouds

Yes, now they are just clouds to me…

I failed to see my old friends in them

And as I looked at the white bundles again,

changing their shapes and constantly shifting,

I wished to be a kid again…..