Image credits: Facebook page
Up there in the vault of heaven
Is my magnificent cloud eleven
Ornate with bright cotton velvet
My palace offers me a banquet
The snowy dome of it’s magnificent hall
Making me completely enthrall
I get down those stairs like a snow-white
Landing on the crystal clear floor bright
The cloudy dining looks so perfect
White shining glass giving great effect
In the lawns I grow cloud tulips
It’s rich white tinge kisses my lips
Never feel like leaving this palace
This is where I find my solace
I search this palace almost everywhere
After all it’s my paradise out there
-Natasha Tungare