AN ALWAYS CHANGING SKY
A light shade of gray evenly covering that
Which lives below,
Clouds so heavy and thick with moisture ready
To rain down.
In the early evening as the sun fades many shades
After dark on a clear, stary night you can see
Big, white, fluffy clouds of many shapes sitting
Still above your head,
With the wind you'll see their shapes change and
Drift slowly away.
Thunder and lightning visit a dark, stormy day,
The sun is there,
Hiding beyond the blanket of nature, the sun still
Shines without sight,
An always changing sky, never the same throughout
Any given day.
The sky is always there, it is the elements that
Move through and change it,