Sky

When I look at the sky 

And I look at the clouds

I can always see 

something new.

Whether it's orange, red, purple, or blue, 

There's always something new. 

One time, a train, 

another, a dragon, 

today, a cup, 

tomorrow, a mouse.

There's always something new. 

But whenever I look up 

and I look at the sky 

In hope of something new, 

There's always one thing that stays the same. 

Because every time 

I look at the sky 

I know I always

will see

you. 



Ta-da! I wrote this one for school but ironically, it's one of my favorites. The "you" can be anyone or anything, for me it's my grandpa who died a few years ago. 

Question of the day: What's your name? (if you're comfortable with sharing!) 

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