A summer waltz

My heart was a weightless feather
He was the light summer breeze
We sang and twirled; it was perfect weather
To waltz down the road and over the trees

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Conversations with a cloud

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I saw a cloud floating above my window,
Aimlessly drifting till it spied me watching
We had a small staring contest
On this dull Friday morning

It sat on its cushiony white bottom
Looking down at me, staring hard
I stared back and thought I’m winning
But then the cloud brought out its trump card

It shifted slightly and the sun came out
Blinding me with the sudden glare
I shielded my eyes and looked away
The cloud said it had won, fair and square

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