Howdy Cloudy

As I watch the 
butterfly swoop
high and low
The sky is blue 
and clouds are new like 
cotton candy blows
Different shapes 
to awaken imagination ahead
As they move across the view 
in a picture overhead 
like rabbits running free from the breeze 
and the hood of little red running from the
big bad wolf as children will instead 
see a horse or a ghost, or a witch 
 and a cat, a turtle, a cow, I see it now
a niche in the cloud is her hat
as I dream of the memories 
letting the day roll by
Laying on my back 
as I react to looking up at the sky
Next to the tree filled with oranges 
And the birds singing in the wind
As the plane explains the origin 
Of the flying machines engine 
As it sputters and utters a straining 
Sound trying to keep turning 
as I wonder why the butterfly 
doesn't share
The up and down 
yearning 
To stay alive before it dies
Or does it really matter?
adhering to fear or being here 
In the moment before it shatters?
when it is young to be among the clouds
Passing through pretending to be never 
ending in a life that's brand new
We can live like clouds can give 
the figures in and out
Breathing of the dreaming ways 
Of what love is about
in shapes escaping
The reality of the world
Like when we were young
In the sandbox of time
Feeling sublime 
With the freedom 
Of believing in fun