I'm standing under
a sky so blue.
I'm standing here
thinking of you.
I'm listening to
this sky that's blue
tell me stories
that may be true.
This sky has many
stories to tell,
and each of them ends
wishing us well.
So may your skies
all be blue
and may the day
go well for you.
What does the sky look like above you today? If the sky were to tell you a story, what do you think it would say? Does looking up into the vast sky make you feel very small? If you were floating up in the sky, what would you see? Hear? Can you write a poem about the sky?
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