The Sky

October 22, 2011
By Anonymous

Once , in my garden,
When i couldn't decide
What i could draw,
I began to wander,
Which made me ponder;
There was something, that day'
in my garden,
that drew my attention,
And gave me inspiration,
to beautify my art.
With curiosity pounding in my heart
I asked myself,
'What was that dazzle?'
I looked left , right,
down and up,
And saw the marvelous set-up
that looked like,
Wide velvet , of lovely blue
On which, daubs of white paint lay,
And made me say,
'This is so unique'
Indeed, it ought to be,
After all , who was its artist?

The author's comments:
this poem admires nature and its creator.

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