The Beauty of the Sky

The Beauty of the Sky

Sitting there watching the sky

Watching the clouds pass me by

The sky is a deep blue

You can get lost in the clouds for a few

Day dreaming that you are floating on the clouds

Just you, with no one else around

Watching the clouds take a defined form

Observing the sky getting dark for a storm

Fierce lighting blazing

Lying there gazing

In amazement of the sky’s different faces

Dreaming about different places

Watching the sky turn orange and red

As the sun sets while lying there in my bed

In the early morning

Noticing the clouds forming

The purple and blue sky is grabbing my attention

It is too beautiful not to mention

It is breath taking

There is no mistaking

The many different feelings

You can observe the earth’s dealings

Just as our moods can change

The sky is a face that reflects the earth’s strains

Tornados and hurricanes

You respect its reins

Raindrops falling

Cleansing the earth for its calling

Beautiful white snow

In the evening hours you can see its glow

Appreciating the sky’s beauty

As it goes on accomplishing its duty

Lighting striking while it illuminates

The clouds depth and rejuvenates

Lying there observing

The beauty of the sky that is well deserving