Who paints the clouds
up in the sky
The ones we so often see passing by?
Is someone up there with a big brush
Painting each cloud with a silent touch?
Surely they deserve some Nobel Prize
For their ability to paint on the fly
And for their multiple-colored clouds of hue
Contrasted so beautifully against a sky of blue
Who is this painter that forms and shapes the clouds
Then scatters them over the globe like a colored shroud?
The painter lets us see in them what we want to see
When we unleash our imagination and let it run free
The painter deserves some recognition too
For the rainbows we see when the rain is through
We could bestow on this painter world-wide fame
If we only knew the cloud painter's name