on clouds Poem, by NafisaSB, at My poetic side

Gray clouds i wonder

why you always thunder

the white are so serene

and beautify the scene

that to appreciate their beauty

is now a daily duty.

When clouds are white and gray

My thoughts go astray

I ponder and I wonder

Whether I’ll hear the thunder

Or whether the day will swelter

And I’ll need to seek some shelter

I see you scurrying by

As on my couch I lie

I wait for the heavy downpour

That’s surely lying in store

And Though you are dull or bright

You fill me with delight

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