Bournemouth
Oh,what a joy it is to see the clouds
Moving across the sky
And as they move they capture the hearts
Of watchers like you and I
It seems to me that life itself
Is mirrored by them too
And as they pass so quickly
There s a keener need to view
They change their shape and colour
And give us food for thought
Sometimes they look like objects
Or people,so quickly they must be caught
No doubt the break of day or sunset
Give clouds true majesty
When colours heighten the effect
And make them memorable to see
And so it is that clouds provide
Us with a moving panoply
With such ever-changing moods
That we are thrilled to see
© David Lindsley 2009.
