CLOUDS

As a Child I sat outside and looked up at the sky.

When I Looked up, I didn’t like what I saw.

Huge big white things were mOving all around me!

I didn’t Understand why they were changing shapes and moving.

It scareD me so much, I ran back inside the house.

Looking from the window theSe big white things seemed small.

As I watched from the window and talked to my parents, I realized that those big white things moving all around me and changing shapes were

CLOUDS.

This poem is about: 
Me

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