Clouds take many shapes and sizes
Tinged with many hues and rays.
When all is gently subsided
Soon, too soon, they fade away.
One day while walking on the green
A lovely sight did I behold
For in the sky up so high
There was a cloud outlined in gold.
It looked just like the
Virgin Mary with a golden halo there
A figment of immortal beauty
That would soon disappear.
Life is like the clouds up yonder
Always changing never stopping
Soon too soon it fades away.