Skies So Gray

Did God forget

To paint the sky today?

It seems so cold,

Clouded, and gray.

Sweet sunrise came

But startled my stare,

For my eyes failed

To focus on a sky so bare;

Sunlight shone

Through the clouds,

But it revealed no warmth

Nor color proud.

The melancholy morning

Could not deny

The dismal details

Of this dreary sky;

Noon knew not when

To rise nor what to do,

For it relied too greatly

On the midday’s blue;

Afternoon appeared

And tried to alter

The sky, but the gray

Refused to falter;

Evening approached

While day said goodbye,

But the falling sun

Could not affect the sky.

Night now threatens

The day’s sky to take,

But, suddenly,

Its colors awake-

To the ends of the earth

The colors stretch and run,

Wishing the world a good night

Before the setting of the sun.

I think God just remembered

To paint the sky today;

For tomorrow’s color  

I will have to pray-

A vibrant sky is my cry

For now and forever;

Though, I suppose,

It is better late than never.

Reviews

[Abhishekizy]

Hey Sarah,

I loved it. Deciphering it might be tricky and I won't judge you on it. It looks pretty straight forward but a deeper insight gives a deeper view of your mind. You did a wonderful job, my friend!

[CreativeCookie]

I really enjoyed this! It seems desolate and hopeless at first, but, at the end, there's a little ray of hope and acceptance that it could be worse. Wonderful write!
Love,
CreativeCookie

[Sarah Marie]

Oh, thank you! Much appreciated!