Clouds Passing By

Softly drifting, clouds in the sky,

Whispers of dreams, passing by.

Seated by the window, lost in thought,

Watching shadows dance, worries forgot.

Clouds like stories floating in the air,

Carrying secrets beyond compare.

As they drift, I wonder where they go,

Silent journeys only they know.

Gazing at the endless blue,

Lost in the view, just thinking of you.

Watching clouds pass by, under the open sky,

Fleeting and free, like our memories.

Echoes in the breeze, a gentle lullaby,

Time drifts away, just thinking today.

Sometimes I wish I could fly, chase them high,

Touch the soft edges of the sky.

But here I stay, watching life unwind,

Finding peace in the cloud's design.

So I sit and dream, as the clouds roll by,

Waiting for the sun, or a star's reply.

In this quiet space, my thoughts fly,

Just watching clouds, and wondering why.