Beyond the Clouds of Memories

The sky so bright, it's a sight to behold, Beyond the clouds, my memories unfold.

What I remember most is my soul that could fly, Like a bird in the sky until the day I die.

My childhood home was an old house so grand, Where days were filled with laughter and sand.

I'll never forget those times that I shared, For they're forever etched into my heart and head.

From there on high to here below, My past still lingers in its glow.

Though time may pass and years go by,
My memories will always be beyond the clouds up high.