THE CLOUDS

The clouds into each other, uniting
They being of blended colours
They smiled at each other
Giving each other a warm hug
They knew their time had come, to serve
So they graced themselves for the task
Determined they were, never ceasing
To fight those who held them back
With the flexing of their muscles,
Every chore was made light
And so they continued, indefatigable they were
Before they knew it, it was done
The queen rose to shake their hands
When the king snored at his bed
O clouds, caring maidens you are
For the king and queen
Making each serve his time

Mutie Oscar Ghitto