The Sky

As i lay in the meadow my face to the sky I like to watch the birds in the blue as they fly They soar the great heights in that immense home up above To be in that place up there is what i would love The warmth of the sun , i am nearly dozing off To dream of heavenly places beyond the dross Drifting with the wind up up and away On this glorious , sunny yet fleeting day The clouds forever sail across that endless sea That place up there is like an ocean to me I know that sometimes blue turns to gray But as for me i wish the sky to remain this way.