When one looks and gazes into the morning sky
There is always new beauty to greet your eye

Totally different each time and always amazing
Every second past her image is constantly changing

The colors and lights are wondrous delights
Feeding one’s mind with such glorious sights

How Mother Nature paints on her pallet
I will always put an x in the box on her ballot

Much beauty and grandeur she does always impart
Filling me with awe and she strengthens my heart

There is always something she puts on display
She is not an open book but I'm never in dismay

Mother Nature always paints the sky for us to see
If you take the time to look I think you will agree