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Clouds

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From the book Favorite Poems for Children Coloring Book

Clouds

White sheep, white sheep,
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops,
You all stand still.
When the wind blows,
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?

 --Christina Rossetti

 


From the Book Favorite Poems for Children Coloring Book