The
Sky
The Sky is vast as it is
blue.
Never a beginning or ending
for it is all encompassing, blanketing all that is upon the
earth.
Protecting us like a mother
from the cruel realities of life.
Radiant beams of the sun light
up the sky, so we can see her face.
Night comes and she opens up like a window letting
us see were our dreams lye.
Clouds are her companion that
share her space.
They breath life upon the
earth,
and break away so that it can grow.
Brady
Smith
12/7/97