THE clouds were gray all day. At last they departed And the blue diamonds shone again. I watched clouds float past and flow back Like waves across the sea, Waves that are foamy and soft, When they hear clouds calling Mother Sea, send us up your song Of hushaby! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTTO TO THE SONGS OF INNOCENCE & OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE, SEPTEMBER 3, 1802 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THALIA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MARCH MADNESS ON EDGEWATER HILL by BEULAH ALLYNE BELL MY ANGEL by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS |