I Sky!

To the maple skies we etch our dreams,
From the hues of violet we abstract our peace,
Eyeing the cotton candy clouds of skies so bright,
We glide past days through the rainbows bright and fine!
Inching closer to the sky and night
Hanging our words to inanimate dreams of the night sky
Sticking emotions to things where no emotions could fly
For they emulate our dreams and thoughts better than thy.
It’s like I leave a piece of me to every leaf at which I smile and to the maple syrup skies.
And they’ll always come up every night
Through the bitter cold winter or jittery winds gushing by
Smiling at you, a visage so chirpy and bright They’ll ensconce you every time
The truest apprentices, they’ll reflect the raw and wild side you otherwise deny

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