Childhood+Poem

There were children everywhere Running all around. But the wind was in my hair And my feet were off the ground. I payed them no attention. My thoughts were somewhere else. Though I noticed one get detention. Not a good kid like myself. No, my mind was in the sky. Perched on top of a huge castle, I watched it pass me by. Others thought it a was hassle, But I raptly watched the wind Scattering the clouds Like hair that's been unpinned. The sun it tried to shroud. Light danced in between the gap. The blue still hanging there. It felt just like a slap As my face was hit by air. Entranced with the movements of the heavens Observing rain clouds fly. In love at the age of seven Fascintated with the sky.