A Day In The Skies

By Archismita Das

Welcome to a day in the life,

Or let’s say – a day in the skies,

My name is Sally, and I’m a cloud;

You hear thunder when I loudly shout.

I start off the day,

Being golden and grey.

Sunlight seeps through, 

And you’ll notice me - I pray.

So early in the morning, 

Yet still I see

Dozens of birds,

And one looks at me.

It’s a baby – oh, so small,

It glances with wonder around all.

It tries to reach me in the skies

But alas! It can’t fly so high.

I pass over many houses,

But two of them stood out to me –

One house terrified of the rain,

While the other smiles happily.

Before my eyes, 

Time flies by –

So much fun, 

But now I’m done.

The sky looks such a deep black.

Why is she oh so sad?

Is it because she’s hurt and alone?

Is she looking for somewhere to call home?

By Archismita Das