Clouds take many shapes and sizes br Tinged with many hues and rays. br When all is gently subsided br Soon, too soon, they fade away. br One day while walking on the green br A lovely sight did I behold br For in the sky up so high br There was a cloud outlined in gold. br It looked just like the br Virgin Mary with a golden halo there br A figment of immortal beauty br That would soon disappear. br Life is like the clouds up yonder br Always changing never stopping br Soon too soon it fades away.