The flawlessness

White, blue and black Each time she looked up to the clouds They were always there They were there when storms hit They were there for her first kiss too they were always there Keeping the sun out of her eyes And watering the earth’s surface Making sure the sun didn’t burn the grass There was always a time when there were to many And covered the sun completely making it dark but they were only trying to hard The wind blew them side to side making different shapes Sometimes they would look like a bird or some kind of creature Taking their flawless time to pass by And their beauty to make a painting Those clouds are everything to her They make the character in her paintings The different shapes, sizes and shades They were always there.