The Trees Waved Me Goodbye
A cloud swooped in on me
It swept in and stole me
It raised me into the sky
The tips of the trees slowly faded
And began to wave goodbye
I was lifted higher and higher
And I disappeared forever
I’m afraid no one will miss me
They might have forgotten already
That just makes me sad
Soon the cloud had darkened
And it started to rain
As soon as I got mad
A storm appeared within
I’m afraid I have control over a cloud
So don’t make me angry
Or I will get VERY mad
My cloud is different from the rest
It changes and changes
And my feeling with it
Maybe the cloud has control over ME
I suppose that is a possibility
Everyday I get lower and lower
And higher by dark
And every time,
The trees always wave Goodbye
I am completely forgotten now
By all my family and friends
But now I have the trees
Who will always wave goodbye.
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