Cloud Watching - Tumblr Posts
Poem: Drifting
Sometimes I sit alone
And watch the ever-changing sky.
I see the clouds in shapes of you
As they go slowly drifting by.
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𝓜𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓸 𝓒𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼
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I love this tiny baby boy.
He would love to cuddle while looking up and gazing at the clouds going by.
He would just nuzzle into your body while he lays on your chest or stomach.
He just wants to be hugged.
He would speak out every thought that comes into his mind while watching the clouds.
"That cloud looks like a rice ball."
You hug him tighter. "Yes it does."
If you were cuddling in bed while sleeping he would either be as stiff as a board or sleeping in the weirdest positions.
he would randomly fall of the bed at night so you hold him close so he doesn't get hurt.
He doesn't remember falling off the bed at all in the morning
