Woke up to a beautiful morning,
just as the gray was slipping away.
The sky is full of pink feather clouds.
I think it will be a beautiful day.
Did you get up early enough to see the sun rise? What did the sky look like on your way to school? Does the way the sky looks affect your mood for the day?Can you write a poem today about a bright, happy day? Or if you feel like it, write a poem about a really gray, dark day?