A CLOUD CHOSEN


 I travel along, across the sky, floating 
 Weightless,

 Down below there is you, recognize i do.


 Feel the wind blow through your hair, I 
 Am there,

 Call on me if ever you need from me anything.


 I rest on my cloud looking down on where I 
 Once stood,

 In your yard watching the birds fly in the sky.


 There are many clouds throughout time never 
 Ending,

 But it's this cloud, a cloud chosen for myself.


 A place to be alone, a place where dreams are 
 Real,

 The sun shines upon me, its warmth I feel, I 
 Can see

 Myself smile in the light.


 A friend that's true would do for another, 
 Anything,

 If ever you need i will jump down off my 
 Cloud to be.
                 Keith Garrett