oh! mister cloud

oh! mister cloud
where art thou going
i am free
this noon
can you take me with you

i know
i am afraid of height
but still i know
you can take care of me

and yes
i am very light
so that you can carry me easily
on your back

i wonder how lucky would
they be
who ride along with you

and hey!
i've seen you making shapes
you made my grandpa's beards
can you make my face

and why
do you look like cotton
are you made of it
 then how can you carry water

oh! i got it
you might be carrying buckets
but where do you get them from
and keep them

my mum says
they are your tears
the rain drops
you shed when you weep
i think she is right
because i also rain
when i weep

but where do you get this water from
from your home
or from god's handpump

hey look
you are carrying roger
my dog, my best friend
and mother lied
he had died
i wanna play with him
can you send him down
i am missing him

or! why don't you take me with you
we both will play together with him
and will return back after dropping you home

are you having any seats
on your  back
or it's fluffy like my bed
never mind
i was joking

actually
i am getting bored
and have nothing amazing to do
this noon
so i was wondering
if i could join you on your adventure
i promise
won't trouble you
please take my hand
and carry me with you

you can bring me back
by the evening
by then my sister will be back home
and i will tell her
the stories of our adventures

Mr. cloud
can i ask you one thing
does your mom scold you
on coming home late
because you move so slow
thats why i thought
and even sometimes you stop

is that mountain your home
oh! are you not afraid
of falling down
while playing atop
well you should take care
i have hurt myself many times
but my mom is the best doctor in the world

oho-ye! look  there
she is Patricia my sister coming back home
see you tomorrow.. Mr cloud