Clouds all tumbling steadily along, way up above my head,
Looking, Oh, so cosy, like an exquisite featherbed.
I could just relax there, within those many rolling hills,
And sleep, and dream away my cares, my sorrows and my ills.
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Beautiful thoughts Ernestine, you made me feel like I want to float on clouds too. Andrew x
Reading your poem I felt as light as a feather, and that is the evocative power of a style like yours. What a beautiful mind, Ernestine. Love from Susie.
The abillity to see wonder in the smallest of things.The Child within.This is a true gift.Love Duncan
Gorgeous :) It makes me want to get into my own bed. You have a wonderful way of relaxing people and calming them with your words, and thats a talent. write more! x tallie
: -) Reminded me a little of Wordsworth's 'I Wandered lonely as a cloud' Obviously not a bad thing! Very nice, i was there: -) a 10!
You make us want to be there too. Nicely done.