Agarau Adedayo writes

CLOUDS

You are a cloud 

you move.

You are a cloud 

You open the sun to the world;

You are the harbinger of my smiles

When you taught yourself the rudiments of living 

Like clouds,

You became clouds—dark clouds 

You drop down tears packed in cascading silences, 

Surging eyes trembling of memories and I remember 

You used to be clouds that I rode to heaven.