somethink I played around with for a few days and ended up with this


Floating high,
Like rippling tides
up in the sky.

Have I seen you before?
You've never looked the same.
Will I see you again?
Only time will say.

You have many professions,
But creations your best.
You can conjure up images,
Like pulling a rabbit out of a hat.

Lying on grassy hills,
We look into your eyes.
Pondering your ideas,
Guessing to pass the time.