A Poem Based on a Song

The Little White Cloud That Cried

June prompt (life beyond fears)

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As I lay down on the hillside
watching the clouds float by,
I suddenly noticed, to my surprise,
a little white cloud that cried.

I felt her tears drop on my cheek,
as she hovered in place.
She told me she felt so lonely and sad,
and that she was in disgrace.

She said the cumulonimbus
said she could start the storm.
But she couldn’t make thunder and lightning,
so the cloud felt sad and forlorn.

She tried to generate lightning,
but all to no avail.
And without a flash, no thunder would roar,
so, as a storm cloud, she failed.

The cloud told me she was lonely,
which caused her tears to fall.
“All the storm clouds think they’re important
and make us white clouds feel small.”

I said, “Don’t cry, little white cloud,
at least you did your best.
It isn’t succeeding that matters…