The Sad Cloud

Soaring in the sky all day, The little cloud was sad. It wandered each day and into the night,in search for the family once had. His uncles mother dad and friends, left on a cloudy day,the sky did get so very dark, before they went away.After he returned this time, from his daily heavenly soar,they left that cloudy day it seems, the dark clouds were no more, The sky was cloudy when he ventured out , now clear it was the day. On  his return and after the rain, all clouds were gone I say. The sun it came to shine down on a clear blue pleasing sky. Clouds do return and form again, once more the sky does cry.