The Sky's Praise

I look at the sky I look at the cadet like hues as I climb the mountain An aquamarine's dream that thrills the light in a cascading sky's smile I feel the rush of the wind and the clouds that greet me by once in a while I see the blue ocean that fills the world with serenity I reach high for the embrace of welcoming cyan that lays on my face I reach as high as I can go, what seems like I am grabbing clouds on a wish Seems like an amenity that I don't want to dismiss I laugh and reach higher, Making a tune that a mockingbird would admire The sun peeps out and I look away I smile because I held the gem of the day Thank you for your praise