Poor Cloud

(Verse 1)

Pitter-patter, goes the rain on the pane,

Another gray morning, a watery stain.

In the alley, tucked under a ledge,

Sits Cloud, a stray cat, right on the edge.

His fur, like a wisp, so soft and so white,

But his eyes hold a longing in the dim, morning light.

(Chorus)

Oh, Cloud, sweet Cloud, with fur like the mist,

When the rain starts to fall, your heart feels a twist.

You wander the streets, with a hopeful soft plea,

For a warm, dry window, a kind hand to see.

A home for the lonely, a haven so grand,

When the raindrops are falling all over the land.

(Verse 2)

He sniffs at the doorways, where warmth seems to gleam,

A glimpse of a fire, a half-forgotten dream.

He watches the children, safe, cozy, and near,

Wishing for cuddles, dispelling all fear.

A meow, soft and yearning, escapes his small throat,

As puddles reflect him, a tiny, wet boat.

(Chorus)

Oh, Cloud, sweet Cloud, with fur like the mist,

When the rain starts to fall, your heart feels a twist.

You wander the streets, with a hopeful soft plea,

For a warm, dry window, a kind hand to see.

A home for the lonely, a haven so grand,

When the raindrops are falling all over the land.

(Bridge)

Some days the sun shines, and he plays in the breeze,

Chasing the butterflies, climbing the trees.

But when the sky darkens, and thunder rolls low,

That's when the searching begins, don't you know?

(Chorus)

Oh, Cloud, sweet Cloud, with fur like the mist,

When the rain starts to fall, your heart feels a twist.

You wander the streets, with a hopeful soft plea,

For a warm, dry window, a kind hand to see.

A home for the lonely, a haven so grand,

When the raindrops are falling all over the land.

(Outro)

One day, dear Cloud, may your wandering cease,

And find in a window, a moment of peace.

A forever home, where the rain doesn't sting,

And your soft purr of happiness, forever will sing.