For a piece of a cotton candy cloud,
Above the spring blue lake of a sunny Sunday.
An April moment to savor and share
The warmth and sweetness of the mountain air,
That makes me relish a day so fair.
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Whim
Frozen in time as we float in the sky, playtime in pillows up high.
We stretch and gather in wisps of surrender,
To the whim of the gods and the weather.
We may just pass by for a while before goodbye yet know this by heart;
Although our return is uncertain, be glad and remember
That you and I met in a moment of forever
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