This poem I came up with while my sister and I were swinging at a park near our house. When we came home we found out we were locked out and our brother was downstairs, so he couldn't hear us knocking. So I spent the time we had to wait memorizing this poem so I wouldn't forget it before I could write it down.
The shapeless clouds of the heavens go by
Like fleets of ships in an ocean of sky
The sunlight so golden shines on their white sails
As it sinks in the west, light slowly fails
They sail through the bitter night and into the glory of dawn
And hope ever rises as they journey on
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