Skywatcher Show
On the prairies
in the land of the living sky
a passion for watching
the infusion of colours
as clouds endlessly float by
some lined with silver
others the purest of white
from thick heavy laden clouds
to thin feathery strands
with the sun's reflections
the skies become alive
from golden yellows
to soft and vibrant pinks
red and rosy hues
moody blues to dreary grey
to orange evenings sunset glow
always a sky watchers magical show.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2024
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