I saw clouds.
Some clouds look like planes, or like my mother.
They were white.
White like your socks.
White like my dog.
White like my face when you spoke with this guy.
Is he nice ? Is he cute ? Is he really interesting ?
You didn't look at me that day.
YOU ARE READING
Strawberries
PoetryI like strawberries. I like pink. You like strawberries. You like blue. Can we be friends ?
