Clouds roll by

Parents are children as one day children will be parents.

Clouds roll by as rivers run,
the ocean calls our name.
Children laugh and cry out loud
as parents try to tame.

Love is given free of charge
the way it is meant to be,
Before I have to go to bed
may I hear another story?

Of Kings and Queens and jellybeans
of teddy bears and stars.
Of sailing ships and monster men
and lightning bugs in jars.

Stories make me sleep much better
for in sleep I am free.
Love is accepted unconditional,
the way it’s meant to be
.
Parents cry and laugh out loud
at life’s immeasurable pain.
Clouds roll by as rivers run
the ocean calls our name.