The cloud went down the mountain
behind his mother’s tail
He slowly, slowly rambled down
the tattered, winding trail.
When he reached the bottom
he thought “wow – this is the farthest I’ve ever been!”
for to him the bottom was the top
and he ended where we begin.
- sonia





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July 20, 2009 at 2:08 pm
surealiste
This short poem is well done and has a very definite meaning to it. It sounds like a nursery rhyme infused with the philosophical content akin to Exupery’s “The Little Prince”. Great poem.
July 29, 2009 at 7:35 pm
soniamcsweeney
Thank you very much!!