Task 8 Poem Clouds Read the poem below and answer the questions that follow As I lay upon my back looking at the sky, Watching soft white clouds passing by. Some large, some quite small, Many different shapes and sizes I recall. As I lay there and watched the clouds take shape, From my imagination a million images did escape. I could see anything that was in my mind's eye, In those fluffy white clouds as they went floating by. For hours on end, no two images were ever the same, As the clouds on their journey came. As if on film, this movie played, While quietly on my back I stayed. Music came to the movie That played in the sky, By all the different birds, their songs A soothing lullaby, So beautifully orchestrated And done for me, That movie was created For me to see. <>