Fluffy Clouds
Fluffy Clouds, fluffy clouds high in the sky,
What shapes can you make from the clouds floating by?
I see an octopus swinging its legs,
It’s hanging the clothes on the line with some pegs.
I see a dog with a waggly tail,
It’s chasing a boat with a beautiful sail.
I see a dragon that’s breathing out fire,
Its powerful wings climbing higher and higher.
And I see a cloud in the shape of a heart
It’s for you and me so we’re never apart.
What shapes can you make from the clouds floating by?
I see an octopus swinging its legs,
It’s hanging the clothes on the line with some pegs.
I see a dog with a waggly tail,
It’s chasing a boat with a beautiful sail.
I see a dragon that’s breathing out fire,
Its powerful wings climbing higher and higher.
And I see a cloud in the shape of a heart
It’s for you and me so we’re never apart.
This poem is copyright (©) Liz Gavin 2026

About the Writer
Liz Gavin
Liz is a mother of two children and currently resides in Madrid. She works in a primary school as a teaching assistant. Liz has a BA in English Literature and is undertaking studies in becoming a picture book writer.