The sky above, a canvas of blue
Stretched out before me, a boundless view
A masterpiece painted with brushstrokes of light
A canvas so vast, it's a wondrous sight
The sun rises high, with fiery grace
Casting hues of orange, across the space
Clouds drift lazily, in a sea of blue
Painting patterns, with a stroke or two
As night descends, the sky transforms
Stars twinkle and dance, in mystical forms
The moon rises up, in its silver glow
Casting shadows, that ebb and flow
The sky is a canvas, forever alive
Ever-changing, from dawn to night-time
A masterpiece of nature, so divine
A work of art, that will always shine
So let us gaze up, at the canvas above
And marvel at its beauty, its power, its love
For the sky is a wonder, a true work of art
And its canvas of blue, will forever be in our hearts.
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