• Look at the clouds dance high above the sky;
    White as cotton, and as fluffy as can be.
    The sky is filled with so many of them!
    All different shapes and patterns.

    Those two laughing people are you and I,
    Lying in a meadow, searching for birds that go by.
    A field of flowers surrounds us both.
    Your stomach growls so loudly;
    It’s just begging for a loaf!

    There! I spot one of them!
    Two of them! Three, four, five!
    Before we knew it,
    They were all across the sky.