Everyday all day , I look down.
Everyday all day , all I do is observe , build and dissipate through the beautiful sky.
Everyday .. Everyday.
Every morning I build and build into only what creatures of all kind's call names.
Every morning I Roam the open skies as I take in the suns bright rays.
Every morning I see flowers thrive , and creatures of all kind spring alive.
Every morning I feel blessed
Every morning I try and make the best.
Some days as the day goes by creatures
Just make me want to cry.
But I retain my tears
Some days though ..
Some days I get so angry I strike and Darken the beautiful sky with a Roaring cry!
Releasing bottled up tears
Wondering why must the world feel so cold .
Why must I feel so alone ?
But then I see the beauty my tears have created and I'm suddenly struck with joy
For I am filled with endless love due to the power of an unforseen love.
So why must I get sad , mad, or upset.
I just stare up, and praise.
Always dreaming of a better day.