This is a piece I created for a fascinating project. We were given stanzas from poetry written by Hilda Conkling who wrote poetry from the age of 5 years! My poem was called "Clouds":
The clouds were gray all day.
At last they departed
And the blue diamonds shone again.
I watched clouds float past and flow back
Like waves across the sea,
Waves that are foamy and soft,
When they hear clouds calling
Mother Sea, send us up your song