Cloud Nine.
Everything’s coming up for me,
I feel nothing but happiness, glee.
Even the clouds in the sky
Cheer for me, they shout, “Oh hi!”
In this moment, I am free,
Feeling my best—happy to be me.
Even birds sing me their song
As I laugh—we get along.
I’m on cloud nine.
The grass is green, the wind’s alive,
It swoops, it swoons, it twists, it dives.
Sunshine bursts—citrus bright,
Freshly squeezed, a sheer delight.
Each day’s a happy song
About Cindy Wai Chung Wong.
And the spell—oh, can’t you see?
She casts, she blasts—boom!—on me.
I’m on cloud nine.
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