The sky is always changing
I don’t want it to settle down
Shades of blue, then reddy hue
Puffs of grey and white
And then it’s beautiful night!
At least I see a smattering
Of twinkly little things
A silver globe occasionally
Which admittedly it brings
A sort of pleasant feeling,
Warming to the soul,
But overall it’s so soothing
Interestingly droll!
