I look out of the window, the clouds are in my sight,
the sun is beaming down at me, oh so very bright,
i stand and stare intently, something caught my eye,
i wonder who could have made it? this amazing wonderful
sky,
i see the birds so happily, flying round and round,
they seem so happy and carefree, making a wonderful sound,
i open up the window, a breeze comes by my face,
it feels so warm and lovely, like i'm in a different place,
i would love to be up there, be carefree and at rest,
nothing at all to worry about, forget that life's a pest,
a plane goes rushing by, it leaves marks up there,
they make lovely pictures, that are oh so very rare,
it seems like day is forever, the way it sits so still
i wonder who could have made it? a person with a lot of
will,
the sky looks so beautiful, words can not describe,
the way it looks so picturesque, the way it looks
inscribed,
i concentrate on the little things, the dots that look like
stars,
they seems to make up this wonderful thing, and they look so
very far,
i would love to be up there, just to see and feel,
the way the sky is made up so nice, it would look so real
as i daydream further and further, the day turns into
night,
i close my window until another day, when i will see the sky
so bright


Copyright Rebecca Waring