A curious Cloud surprised the Sky,
‘Twas like a sheet with Horns;
The sheet was Blue —
The Antlers Gray —
It almost touched the lawns.

So low it leaned — then statelier drew —
And trailed like robes away,
A Queen adown a satin aisle
Had not the majesty.

1 Comment

  1. jamo says:

    This is a beautiful poem. While reading it I felt I was actually sitting in an open field watching this cloud move across the sky.

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