The sky is so pretty.
Light baby blue.
Cloud climbing cloud,
Like stacked mattresses.
With majestic green trees,
Standing tall to the sky,
Blue and green twirl as one,
As they dash through the air.
Together they create peace.
The sky is so dark,
With but a streak of light.
One giant cloud stands.
Covering the rest,
Like a warm blanket.
The tall trees cower,
Away from the angered sky.
No matter how fierce.
They still create peace.
