Up in the sky
I see a tree
I see an elephant
Looking at me
Up in the sky
I see a girl
I see a dancer
Spinning! A whirl!
I see a mailbox
Inside are some socks
And in that is a
Stuffed, orange fox
I wish they were real
Up there and proud
But I guess they're not
'Cause they are only clouds
By: Grace Gates
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