The Cute Cloud

The cute teen cloud
Flying over my roof
I see her lonely and gloomy
When I smile and wave my hand
She smiles like a budding rose.

I invite her for a short stopover
On my roof
She is happy and comes down
She starts dancing
There is a sweet autumn rain.

I see her nearby my window
She spreads her wings of fragrance
My home becomes a home of heaven
The cute cloud leaves me
My eyes turn a monsoon rain
I sing a song in her memory
I compose in her honour.

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