What a sweet short piece. I remember being a child looking up in the sky watching the clouds passing by and often I did wonder what would happen if I could sit on one and just fly away. Even now I love to look up in the sky and I see different things and shapes in the sky. Clouds are like little pillows. The sky is full of activity and children love it. 5/5
2 years ago
by Ben Pickard
I agree with Ingrid, the capital is needed in the last line.
Reminds me of my youth - I used to spend hours looking up at the clouds, imagining Care be.........dinosaurs!
You did need a capital in the last sentence, otherwise the reader could have misread it.
Love how you laid it out and I love the feeling it gave me. I do this too, watch clouds go by. My favourite ones are the big, white cauliflower ones on windy days, when the sky is a beautiful, strong blue colour and there is much activity in the sky.
This poem belongs in a children's book, dear. It is perfect, such lovely images it made me see and best thing of all is that it immediately brings out the child in the reader:)