A cloud brushed past where I sit.
It floated across the window pane
Billowing past my roof
And over head it slowly shrunk until it twas no more

A second cloud came and flew on by
Slower than the first yet still
It wafted right thru the gusty sky
And dissipated close to where the other left

A third cloud came but never reached the spot
Where the last clouds had reached before
And this one died without ever leaving
The cozy view from the window

A fourth cloud sighed and carried on
The slowest of the set
But as it wandered above my roof
It grew to massive size

Finally, the fifth cloud came
And looked at me and cried
Perhaps it cried because it knew all to well
That like clouds, we were all the same

Like clouds we all floated away in time