Skies
I wonder if the sky knows
Knows the love I have
The never ending appreciation
Be it sun or moon
Be it clear days or rainy days
Her mood swings are unpredictable
But she does so gracefully
And I can’t help but thank her
For bringing me gifts
Blues and feels
But nothing is compelled
She plays music for me
And I dance and cry
For shall she go
Sight shall go with her
And so shall I
For she brings colors and life
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