Silver lined clouds represent good things to come.
And ones completely gray, bring rain.
We see animals and shapes in fluffy white ones,
But my favorites are those with a hint of pink stain.
For they are fairytale-like in their presence.
And never cease to put a smile upon my face.
Even when things are looking down,
Pink clouds fill the sky with grace.
They seem to stand still above the mountain tops,
And gently touch to flirt with earth\'s solid ground
Making friends with sunsets, who share their color
For every admirer who their elegance has found.
And so I shoot a photo, to capture their beauty,
Though pictures don\'t hold their true light.
And their worth more than a thousand words,
For nothing in the day compares to their sight.
