In the morning when the sun rises I imagine you
as someone I love who has passed away.
My eyes hunt for you when I am sad or mad.
I cherish your lovely whiteness.
You make my eyes water with happiness.
I adore your fluffiness that is softer than a dog.
Nothing will separate us, not even the wind that howls.
Our love is stronger than a lollipop.
I cherish you like a dog who cuddles with me.
In the evening I look up into the dark sky to find you.
I wait to read you a book.
By Kennedy, 2nd Grade
[Photo by Jiro.h via Flickr]
As I lie in the soft grass,
Feeling the gentle breeze
I look up and watch
The puffed white clouds drifting in the air.
I group the softest clouds together
In my dream I see everything
Close to me.
I am in the middle of the road,
On the right side of me is Seattle
On the left side of me is Texas.
In the air
I smell the wild jasmine flowers.
I hear my best friend’s loud voice
Calling my name.
And in the blue sky
I spot my special memory of me.
Dreamily I hear my favorite music
Flowing through the air.
I wish this dream had never ended
But it did.
I opened my eyes slowly
A big smile on my face.
From now on, I thought,
This place is all to me.
Kirthy, 6th grade
Inspired by Calder’s Mobile
My brother James loved watching clouds with his sky blue eyes. His twin, Julia, preferred the night with her deep, dark eyes. But Julia wasn’t a dreamer, like James. He daydreamed all the time, even at night, because he suffered from insomnia. My mother always warned him to get his head out of the clouds and his eyes on the road ahead of him, even when he was little.
Once, when we was five, he replied to this, “Mama, my head’s not in the clouds. The clouds are in my eyes, and it hurts.” She scolded him for such nonsense, but later the teacher told her he was having trouble in class, and she suspected it was because of poor eyesight.
So he got glasses, but when he would watch the clouds, he took off the glasses so he could see the clouds better than anyone else. Eventually, the glasses shrunk to contacts.
One day after high school, his eyes were red and itchy, and he took out the lenses, but his eyes still bothered him. Julia offered to take a look into his sky blue eyes to see what was wrong, and I walked into their room just in time to see Julia falling through the clouds in the sky inside his blue eyes.
After that, James’ eyesight got worse and worse, and now he sits at home feeling the sun on his face and the wind in the trees and the clouds in his eyes.
By Elizabeth, 12th grade
[photo by evakke via flickr]
Laura really wished she could be anywhere but the ground. She went to Kroger’s to buy apples, but From Cloud to Cloud Soda caught her eye. She read: this will make you jump from cloud to cloud! Warning: If you drink too much, you will never come down from the air. Laura bought the soda and went home. She opened it up and drank it. Yum! It tasted like homemade brownies with whipped cream on top! Suddenly, Laura felt very light. She rose up and up and went through the roof. She was flying! She jumped on a cloud and flew down, except she couldn’t fly.
Oh yeah, she thought. I can only jump on clouds. Sarah bent her knees, lifted them up and jumped. Below her, she could see grass, buildings, water, and much more. When she landed on the cloud, she smiled. She jumped on a cloud, then another. This is fun, she thought.
She glanced at her watch. It was dinner time. She came back to her house and hid the soda in her room.
By Emily, 3rd grade
[photo by luckd via flickr]