Down here, on the ground
I look way, way up
Into the bright, blue sky
Up there, in the stratosphere
I wonder what it's like,
To float so very high
To obey the wind,
And dance the daylit sky
I ask the clouds, "What do you see?"
And then they answer me:
"We see a boy, standing with his dog,
Golden brown, upside down, is his life
But happiness is still in his eyes
He tells himself to fly high, and dream big
It's a new day, and we all get to start again."
Down here, I'm so lonely
I look way, way up
Into the dark, grey sky
Up there, in the stratosphere
I wonder what it's like
To float so very high
To obey the cold
And block out all the light
I ask the clouds, "What do you see?"
And then they answer me:
"We see a man, standing all alone
Burned black, heart attack, is his life
Happiness bought a vacation home
He told himself to fly high, and dream big
But the new day was old
And his heart became oh, so cold."
Down here, I'm so worried
I look way, way up
Into the fading light
Up there, in the stratosphere
I wonder what it's like
To float so very high
To obey the sun
And wash away our time
I ask the clouds, "What do you see?"
And then they answer me:
"We see nothing."
-Horsejoy
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PoetryJust some little poems I've written to share with you But only because I don't know what else to do I'll speak my mind So please, be kind I'm messed up, it's plain to see So just don't judge me ALL OF THE POEMS PUBLISHED IN THIS BOOK ARE ONES THAT...
