#397 Cotton Candies

Clouds are like little UFOs,
Roaming around in space.
Like kids rushing out of classes,
As soon as it’s lunch break.
Clouds love racing each other,
With trees cheering out loud.
They also pose under the sunlight,
Oh, so sophisticated and proud.
Clouds are just so weird beings,
Sometimes they swallow the sun,
Sometimes they giggle, have fun,
Sometimes they collectively cry. 😿
Clouds are like cotton candies,
Hanging in the deep blue sky,
If only I could reach up there,
If only I had wings to fly!
(Oh, wait, I do have them,
Cause you know,
I’m the FIREFLY.)

–Firefly 🐝

(P.S. Cloud credit goes to Sumeet, which also means ACCIDENTAL BLOGGER 😼)