A Single Lonely Cloud

I saw a lonely cloud today, Floating by it`s self, Slowly and graceful`y, It was not big and it was not loud, In fact it was quiet and quite small, People could learn a lot of things from ths cloud, Because after watching sucha thing of beauty, I realised that this cloud was not lonely, It was fine just the way it was, Even if it was small and quiet. I knew even by looking at this cloud, That it was majestic and wonderful, I knew that every single drop of rain that fell frm this cloud, would not be cold, Instead it would feel like a thousand soflt lips kissing me gently on my skin, I knew that every strike of lightning that would hit and old rotten tree, Would not burn it down, It would replenish the beauty it once had, And ake it look as if it were young again. I have learn`t a lot about life today, Even if it was by looking deep into the heart of, A sngle lonely cloud. Written by keenan Bartley Age 13