Up There On A Cloud

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Up There On A Cloud

By Paul McCann

I went down in the Glen where nobody goes

and walked in the dappled light that glows .

I sat by a rusty river that gently flowed on by.

For a minute or two I closed my eye

and I fell fast asleep .

I dreamt that I had been lifted above,

high up into the sky  .

Its so sad when the dreams I had

are on a cloud drifting by.

Sometimes I wish that I could fly high above

the angry crowd and rest upon a purple cloud and

just dream on as the whole world below

goes drifting slowly by  .

Up there on a cloud with a friend of mine

we sang a song and we drank sweet wine

then the stars came out and began to shine so bright .

We had a laugh and we talked for a while

We found the joy in each others smile ,

that lasted long through the glow of the night   .

The world below seemed so far away

and the night turned into the another day,

then the friend I knew left ,

he drifted away .

Suddenly there and then

I found that I was back in the Glen

and the dream I had abruptly ended that day.

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