“An Endless Picture Book,” Friend, Aug. 1973, 33
As I lay upon a grassy hill,
The clouds above were standing still.
I saw a cat, a kangaroo,
A lion, and a monkey too.
But very soon the wind came by
And blew the clouds across the sky.
Then new clouds came and took their place,
And soon some others joined the chase.
The sky’s an endless picture book—
It’s lots of fun for those who look!