In the sky
There is the biggest list of all
It brings us Winter, Summer
Spring and Fall
Just look up,
The sky seems blue
Squint your eyes
And find a different hue
The sky provides light
Although you think its the sun
But he trys to penetrate
Until the sunrays have won
Who doesn't want to live there?
Up there in the sky?
Fly north in a spaceship
Or on a chariot ride
Clouds clutter the space
Like puffy white cotton balls
Birds chirp and sing
While others call
When the sun sets
The sky has the solution
To get to anyone's heart
As a couple basks in its pollution
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