Sky's Canvas

The sky, a canvas of endless blue,

A masterpiece painted with hues anew,

A world above, where dreams take flight,

And birds soar high, with all their might.

From dawn to dusk, it changes its shade,

A palette of colors that does cascade,

From fiery reds to soft pinks and blues,

A canvas that always does amuse.

It holds the sun and the stars so bright,

A shimmering dome, a sparkling light,

A canopy of wonder, a sight to behold,

A vast expanse that does enfold.

So let us gaze up at the sky so grand,

And wonder at the beauty that's at hand,

For in the sky's canvas, we can see,

The wonders of the world, wild and free.