Cloud chameleons of air,
drift tickling my senses.
Animals appear in marching form
as if ushering in new day.
Fluffy ones give place for sun to sit,
as rays anoint.

A grand day, to celebrate FATHER SKY.

Nephogram is poised to be snapped
at the beauty before me.
Buttermilk sky touches birds wings,
as they fly gracefully.
Rainbow energies are ready to emerge
after dark skies release tears.

Its a grand day, to celebrate FATHER SKY.

White nebulosity’s cover blue satin sky,
as angel clouds drift to grace eyes.
Curls of white hair-like fibers move
as planes play a hide and seek game.
Fluffy wool packs glistened with sun,
giving wings to dreams.

Its a grand day to celebrate Father Sky.

Feathered canyons beg to be explored
by creative mind moving with child excitement.

Poets grab their beauty and run across
lines of vellum to create masterpieces.

Heart bonds with billowed mantle of sky,
a gift to all who walk below.

Its a grand day to celebrate FATHER SKY.
A grand day to celebrate.