CLOUDS IN THE BREEZE

CLOUDS IN THE BREEZE

Bright lights adorn the hill,
From which, i am not far.
They shine onto the road below,
Just like a burning star.

The grass is green, the trees are full,
And animals litter the ground.
Like spiders, snakes and pretty birds,
Up there, they can all be found.

A wonderful array of scattered dwellings,
Expensive, large and neat,
Seem to intimidate the houses below,
Which seem dwarfed at their feet.

How nice it would be to live up there,
above the tallest trees.
To look down at all the passing cars,
Or up to see clouds in the breeze.