A fluffy and airy poem |
![]() What's up there in the sky? Azure dreams stored in clouds? Perhaps fluffy dreams drift. ...Serene thoughts of heavens? What do birds daydream there? ...Soaring through powder blue. Carefree flight is all theirs. They glide and dance with grace. What mystery can we find, When our minds gaze above, Among turquoise and white? What's up there in the sky? |