Beautiful sky

The sky turns blue. You wake up to see a bright yellow morning glow and it's so pretty. The sky is blue, the breeze is nice. After a while it gets black and mean and the winds are furious. You crawl into your covers and think, why does it change to be bad? When you were younger you only thought thunder was bad. When you get older you notice that everything turns bad, so many bad things and no protection. What happened to my beautiful sky?