Clouds are cool!

Clouds are cool!

Some are brilliantly white, the cream colored ones
add to my delight.
Sometimes in them, faces and shapes you see, as you point them out to the kids with glee.
Up into the blue they rise, great mountains
in the skies.
Do you realize that God made them for you and me?
Did you know their power comes from the sea?
At times the clouds grow dark, the lightning
in them are stark.
The mighty whirlwinds that decend from the storm
with force, may take you, even your horse!
Even the birds flee, when those angry clouds
they see.
Who can stand before them at the height of their power?
Those who are caught outside, in fear wonder, if this
is their final hour.
Our daughter always loved the clouds when
with us she lived.
In her new home far away, the sky has few to give.

I dedicate his poem to our daughter Kari.

Author Ken
August 2012

From my draft at my site;www.gracefaithgift.com