As you look up in the sky,
You will see many things flying by,
From a small tweety bird,
To a giant puffy cloud,
For the sky above is pretty as can be.

As you looker deeper in the sky,
You feel the dark blue pull you in,
And the bright sun you want to see,
But its brightness turns you away,
For the sky above is pretty as can be.

As sunset comes nearer,
The colors become clearer,
Looking far you see the rainbow,
Stretched across the sky,
For the sky above is pretty as can be.

You look up towards the clouds,
In the distant thunder rolling,
As you watch and view from below,
Darkness covers the sky so quick,
For the sky is not always as pretty as can be.