It’s True (poem)
I find myself high up upon this cloud
Enjoying my distortions of what’s true
Surprising what a wished for kiss can do
To free imagination from a shroud
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From here I’ll see that sunshine make it through
To cast a warming smile upon the crowd
And share the Joys to which a kiss avowed
To share the Joys which only dreamers knew
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It’s true that we can float amid the sky
It’s true our wishes really turn to gold
It’s true that we can shape reality
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So when you spot some cloud that’s drifting by
And feel a kiss that makes a smile unfold
That man upon that passing cloud was me