Heaven's Easel

February 16, 2010
By theAquarian GOLD, Wethersfield, Connecticut
theAquarian GOLD, Wethersfield, Connecticut
15 articles 15 photos 5 comments

A changing sky
From dusk till dawn,
First star I spy

A new painting drawn

Moon and clouds,


Transforming each hour-


A spectrum array


God's blossoming flower



Our very own rainbow,



Drifting above;



It keeps us from fading,




The planet's warm glove




Rain, sun and snow,




They all play their part





To clear off their pallet-





A blank, brand new page,






and the skies' brand new start.


The author's comments:
Maybe the first poem I'd ever written. MAYBE.

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