Sleeping under the sky,
Staring up to wonder why,
Why can birds fly,
Only humans get high…
Enjoy do I,
A canopy bed of clouds,
No death can then come my way,
No life’s end under shrouds…
Why is the sky blue,
What brings on this hue,
Need to get myself a clue,
The sky is there for all to review…
So many questions that ask why,
So much to learn about the sky,
To be free and happy one must learn,
For to be as such I do quite seriously yearn…
© ed ~ 1/31/06