Today the sky is talking to me.
Here are some of the things I see:
Thin white feather clouds,
Contrail from an airplane,
A hawk swooping and soaring,
A humming bird zipping by,
And blue, blue, blue of sky
illuminated by the sun.
Does your sky talk to you? What is it saying today? I hope you Sunday is as sunny as mine. Can you find time to write your own poem today? (I almost didn't have time!) Have a great day.