On a cloud I saw a child.

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The weather today is pleasingly mild,
As is the peaceful sea.
The boy recently you passed just smiled,
He must amazed at what you see:
A girl and a cloud altogether compiled
Above an old oak tree,
Disappear will the cloud and the child,
To become only part of your memory.





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