Clouds know true desire. Gracefully lifting childhood hearts. Pat adults on the back who miss days of old, Fishing for simple strings to hold on to. Don't fool a heavy heart, Can't love somebody one day Then the next, never could. Clouds understand what motives are. Do we act the same- no, Will we admit it- no. The sky winks though, as fire and nature collide. Don't mind showing mankind that nothing stays the same. Things change.