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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