Cloud

 

"grampa,
could you touch a cloud
could you punch a cloud
could you reach out and touch its hand
could you walk around a cloud?"

she asked so innocently
like she was still 4 or maybe 5
never would have guessed she was 14
and when he told her that fog was a cloud
she smiled and said:

"grampa,
could you touch the fog
could you punch the fog
could you reach out and touch its hand
could you walk around in the fog?"

she knew she could do these things
like she was wiser than her years, maybe 25 or 30

never would have guessed she was 14
and when he told her that fog was in fact water
she smiled a devilish smile and said:

"grampa,
could you turn water into wine
could you punch the drunk man blind
could you reach out and give him your hand
could you walk beside him and help him stand?"

she saw things, a child with marvelous eyes
a woman caught deep in loves sighs

never would have guessed she was 14
and when he told her water was in fact wine
she smiled a heavenly smile and said:

"grampa,
I don't drink wine
but I drink water in quart bottles
I feel fog on my skin and it chills my spine
I see clouds in the distance
and I reach out to touch
but I just wonder?"

 

"grampa
can you touch a cloud
can you punch a cloud
can you reach out and touch its hand
can you walk around a cloud?"