Lying on soft green grass, trying to visualize
What we could see, through our own eyes.
Imagination running wild.
Just like when we were a child.
We all were looking up to find
A vision of a different kind.
Those white puffs moving slowly by
Create a story in the sky.
Way up there I can see
A dragon and a chimpanzee.
And oh, look over there.
Is that a dancing bear?
But as the formations shift, they slowly fade away.
Along with all the menagerie.
So keep the child within. Look up and be proud
That what you see floating, is more than a mere cloud.