Paper Clouds
Sometimes I dream
Of a world far away,
Where you come to me
And you always stay.
We see paper clouds
Above our heads
As we watch the purple sky
On our orange grass bed.
Being in love
Seemed to be just a dream,
A faraway cloud
I could never reach.
But as the paper clouds faded
And the grass turned green,
I opened my eyes,
And you were still with me.
This poem is about:
Me