Deciphering cloud 16

Deciphering cloud 16

We own a cloud called sixteen,
We named it from the day,
It had crept from behind the buildings,
And had came out to play,
I looked at my friend,
And she looked back at me,
We looked at the cloud,
And what we could see,
So we deciphered this cloud sixteen,
On that very day,
We sat and checked the meaning,
Until the night in the rain,
At first it was white,
A Columbus to be precise,
Then it faded grey,
And started changing in the light ,
It slowly blew away,
We watched its journey across the sky,
And it slowly had turned pink,
We asked ourselves why,
It was tinted silver ,
As the sun began to set,
The sky fading bluey black,
And we didnt want to forget,
As it blew away,
And hid behind the moon,
We buried our memory,
And locked it in that room,
We had seen a cloud called sixteen,
It had brightened up our day,
With its outstanding beauty,
We would remember it that way.