A morning to wake up to
An evening to remember
A night sky full of gray and blue
In the pitch, still warmth of an ember

If there ever was such a sight
Let it be seen tonight
While I stand next to you,
And see the day through

Under a glow in the clouds


In the sea yonder
Lights shine from above
Figures you may ponder
These sights,
We’re in awe of

Staring so far out
Over the hills,
Are bright cities,
Free of drought
As a low mass fills
The weatherman pities

Floating puffs of smoke engulf the light
But can still be seen, pale and white
Bubbling creatures crowd the air space
Moving along at an even pace

Live continues
Unaffected

This beautiful thing
Masked from others by sleep
By distractions and shrouds,
Can be a simple beauty nonetheless
A pretty little glow in the clouds