My sky is sometimes blue,
Or red, or gray, or violet.
My sky is something new,
Ahead of days so violent.
My sky is always laughing,
My sky is never sad.
My sky is everlasting,
My sky it won't go bad.
My sky is something peaceful,
A clever faithful friend.
My sky deserves no evil,
She'll never break again.
My sky is something perfect,
No ordinary thing.
My sky it is allergic,
To what ordinary brings.
My sky it never lies,
My sky I do adore.
I'll stay up high, right by my sky,
'Til my sky is never more.
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it gives off a feel of confidence.. and the simple words youve used acsent eachother in a cheerfull way!! great poem.
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