The Sky.

A poem I wrote last year about the sky.


1. The Sky.

Calm one minute,

Then a storm,

Greying colours that look forlorn,

Pinks and golds

Gleam up high,

Rustles of wind resemble a sigh.


Purples and blues

Mix in together,

Except for in the rainy weather,

Autumn leaves

Contrast with the bright,

Birds whistling past in flight.


And when the rainbow

Appears through the tears,

Excitement erupts throughout the years.

Back and forth,

Through every emotion,

The sky shows us its utmost devotion.

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