A little girl stared down the streets,
Through her bedroom window,
Feeling the breeze, she saw a mess of little people,
They’re waiting for the bus at the opposite side, of her street.
Then she looked up and saw clouds floating pass by,
Like pretty big, fluffy cotton balls.
She smiled to herself and that’s when she realised,
That the only one true God, gives her the best.
She wonders if the clouds have wings,
Cause they float so freely up high.
But she knows that they are tied to one thing,
A force that’s attached to the heavens.
And if she went along her gaze staring down,
Yes, she’s yet to see,
Any wonderful people that stop to look,
At this magical beauty.
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