Clouds

I lay down on the grassy hill
Gaze up at the sky, hypnotized.
Wisps and fluff meander on by,
I wonder how they're formed, mezmerized...

They swirl and play in the sky,
Forever changing, unique shapes.
Want to reach up, feel it's softness,
But there's no way for me to escape.

Mind starts to make sense of these puffs.
Do you see that albino cat?
Little white turtles pad on by,
Fire rages next to a cream rat.

Here, clouds float carelessly along,
Not caring about anything.
I wish I was like one of these,
No stress or pain on beautiful wings.