The Ever changing sky

The sky above, a canvas wide,

With colors ever-changing, it does provide

A sense of awe, a sense of wonder,

As lightning strikes and thunder thunders.

On clear blue days, the sky shines bright,

A perfect backdrop for the kites in flight,

The clouds, like cotton candy, float on by,

And all seems right under this peaceful sky.

But then the sky turns dark and gray,

And heavy rain comes pouring down to stay,

The winds pick up and the trees sway,

And all we can do is wait and pray.

And yet, even in its darkest hour,

The sky holds on to its wondrous power,

For when the storm clouds finally part,

The sun comes out, and joy fills the heart.

Oh sky, you hold so much within,

From happiness to sadness, from end to begin,

A world of emotions, all up so high,

Forever changing, as we pass by.