Ethereal gossamer from up above,
You are a simple pleasure that I love.
I delight to watch you march on by,
Like silent sentinels in the sky.
Bits of cotton, light and airy,
Turning leaden, I best not tarry!
Interesting mixture of dark and bright;
Givers of rain, reflectors of light.
Free-spirited gypsies that roam on high,
Away with you I dream to fly!