Sky

The sky is like a fairyland
The strangest country in the world

Where clouds are fantastic creatures
They make you wish true as you want.

One look - and they like magic garden
Where snow-like flowers melt in the sun.

Two seconds past - there is a crone
Who hobbles slowly to her son.

Sometimes the sky pretends an ocean
With snow-white laces of the waves.

Or  boundless dale where wander horses
Around castles,  day by day.

And if you want to get in here
To swim and dave among the rimes

Look in the sky and you will see there
Transparent country of your dreams..


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