Clouds

I sit and watch the clouds drift by
Forming pictures in the sky
Swirling, changing, billowing high
As the birds around them fly

Between the white are hints of blue
A sunbeam slowly breaking through
To shine it`s light onto the ground
With shadows racing all around

They crash together, make no sound
Merge with each other in swirling mounds
Piling high upon the horizon
On thermal drifts, gently rising

But soon the droplets will appear
Conglomerate to tiny spheres
where gravity will pull them down
To fall as rain upon the ground

The Sun it shines the rain disperses
The water´s chemical form reverses
And wanders up into the sky
To make more clouds to please my eye.

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