By Peace Nkeiruka Maduako
The clouds they dance, They dance in patterns of white, They drift from here to there And act like we're not there. The clouds they dance, They dance and call a name, And if the name is yours The day it's yours to keep. The clouds they dance, They dance for us to see That life is all you dream And then wake up to see. The clouds they dance, They send down the rain For us to be together, And act like we don't care. The clouds they dance, They dance and look around, And when you don't look above, They give way for the sun. The clouds they dance, They wish that we could Sometime thank the Lord For all they are to us.
Peace Nkeiruka Maduako is a writer from Imo state, Nigeria. She has had some of her poems and a short story published on online magazines and on blogs since September, 2020. Many of her poems are published on her personal facebook page, PeaceGirl works. She’s an undergraduate and writes fiction and poems. She believes strongly that ‘words fitly spoken are like apples of gold in pictures of silver’.