Day 39 Clouds

The gentle breeze kisses my skin, while the sun hugs me in its warmth.

I stare at the clouds wondering if the sky has always been that blue.

The clouds roll slowly through the air as I find dragons and ships hidden within them.

People scurry around me like ants in a frenzy.

What are their lives like, where are they going in such a hurry?

I wonder when they last looked at the clouds?