As I stared up the clear blue sky,
I see myself flying high;
To see the beauty from up above,
To see the beauty, God made from love.
Never thought the sky could be this beautiful,
It captured my eyes, oh so full;
For once I thought it was the best thing,
My eyes had ever seen.
For the sky had different shades,
Different colors sometimes fades;
At sunrise, it was a shade of yellow
At sunset, it was a shade of something mellow.
For the sky is the only thing that remains,
That kept me from my vains;
For the sky is the most beautiful,
For the sky, is so wonderful.
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Silent Echoes
PoetryThis collection of poetry is my personal expression of the situations that revolve around me. It contains my opinions on topics such as broken promises, trust, love hurts, and many others. These are feelings of overflowing sentiments that I often di...
