Snow-white clouds decorate the sky
They are fluffy and fleecy, and pleasant to the eye
They are the silver linings on many a gray morn
When you lazily wake up, stifling a yawn.
Coal-black clouds that herald the rain
Help the brown earth to change to green again
And filling up the reservoirs, tanks and the lake
Touch the little seedlings – saying – Lazybones, awake.
Pretty, dainty clouds that brighten the sky
Sailing gracefully, up there, on high
Help to revive your spirits when they are low
And lighten the frown that’s creasing your brow.
Little, white clouds that sail over the bay
Spread happiness as they go on their way
Serenely, majestically, in the azure sky
These bundles of happiness, do slowly sail by