The sky’s amazing,
The way it changes its look,
Time and time again.

The sky’s playful clouds,
Blue and white in many shapes,
My constant delight.
As complex as simple is.
The sky’s amazing,
The way it changes its look,
Time and time again.

The sky’s playful clouds,
Blue and white in many shapes,
My constant delight.
The moons bright tonight,
Full and moving clouds away,
It shining boldly.

The sky cold and clear,
But still the weather is good.
Spring is keen to come.
The bindings undone,
Pages fall on to the floor.
Covering the cracks.
The cup is half full,
That’s hopeful, yet, getting cold.
The cup’s move aside.
Dramatic white clouds
Fill the blue sky just enough.
To form great contrasts.

Good morning Britain,
Yes it is Friday at last
Just another day.
The grey clouds hover,
Wind blown and threatening rain.
Where’s my umbrella?