Skies they mean a different thing to me
Sometimes they are more beautiful than the sea
I’ve often sat to watch the skies change colours
The skies they capture my attention
Till the last speck of grey that I do see
A place I’ve been to since a little girl
Rolling down slopes was the most fun I had
As I grew older nature would behold me
From a bird across a sky
To a bright blue
My heart would be sad sometimes
But the drama in the sky
Would make it glad all over again
Have you waited for all the colours to change
For the sky to catch on fire
And seem to roll out to you
Have you waited till the blues go orange?
And then?
And then the grey starts to dot the sky
The evening is almost over
It’s time to say goodbye
The hush of the sea follows you
Made for May
May
Dreams to be brought alive
New goals to be set
Summer days fulfilled
Some art work lying around
Adding beauty to my thirsty soul
I believe I was made for May
May this month bring to you many transformations and tiny miracles!
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