I wish I could go back in time
When clouds hung above my head
When they were only so far
My childish hands could touch
And in lazy waves they went
Traveling between spread fingers
Before I was told they were farther
Than I had imagined.
And I stopped looking at clouds.
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 3:49 AM UTC
I wish I could go back in time
When clouds hung above my head
When they were only so far
My childish hands could touch
And in lazy waves they went
Traveling between spread fingers
Before I was told they were farther
Than I had imagined.
And I stopped looking at clouds.
