Dear Sky

Dear Sky,

How gracefully you carry those clouds,

With the sun peeping from behind 

those fluffy huge cotton balls.

How particular you're with your timings,

With the sun setting down

and you changing your color from blue in the morning 

to black in the night.

How beautifully you spread happiness,

With the stars cuddling over your black blanket 

and twinkling from afar. 

How gently you hug the layer of fog 

and let it float in the ground,

With the crystal-clear dew drops falling on the flowers 

and leaves. 

How generously you let the black 

and red clouds rule over you,

With the thundering and lightning 

and the rain gushing down.