The wind blows and I dance
back and forth, back and forth
My arms wave to everyone who sees
My body slender and my skin a shade of brown
But not as smooth as a babys bottom
Water is my best friend but wind is my enemy
Fire hurts but cant pull me down
I am a redwood tree
I am wide and sturdy
tall enough to reach the heavens
Sometimes I wear a white coat
but in the spring time I begin to cry
The tears flow down my body
but the tears bring out the beauty
in my coat of many colors
The sun shines upon me and I Glow
I am the Alpine Mountains
I am not beautiful
Nor am I hideous
But I am surrounded by many colors
oranges, yellows and reds
I imagine I am one of them
But I am just a rock
in the middle of a field of marigolds
When I'm white I'm scattered
but when I'm black I'm big
Sometimes I cry but at the right time
You're blind when I come down to the ground
but I will soon go back home
You can't touch me but you can feel me
I am a cloud
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