Clouds

Wispy white they glide through my sight.
So soft they float through the sky so light.
They change their shape with a wink of an eye.
That what I see gives me a big sigh.
Slowly they move throughout the day.
That I wish I could keep some at bay.
For they are a wondrous creation of the most high.
I hope someday to ask God why.

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