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Natures' Canvas

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What a pleasure it is to watch the sky.
Keeping track of clouds passing by.

Seeing pictures appear in the shapes.
Now and then there are landscapes.

Bears, faces, fish, flowers and more.
Too many to count, score upon score.

Constantly changing before one's eyes.
A collage of images, a constant surprise.

Watching the other day, the wind blew
Mufasa, Simba's father, into my view.

Clouds were moving at a very brisk pace.
In no time at all changing Mufasa's face.

Morphing it quickly into a large sphinx.
That large Egyptian statue had to jinks.

Because Porky Pig took over that spot.
Around his neck, a heart pendent caught.

Hanging bright from a silver thread.
Then a billowy cloud there instead.

What a pleasure it is to watch the sky.
Keeping track of clouds passing by.

Canvas constantly changing, a smorgasbord.
Never allowing the observer to become bored.

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Written by CKAcres
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