Painting Of The Sky
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Grace Thomas, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2007
The coulors swirl in and out like a spiral,
conected, but detatched. extending on for a mile,
There is no way than you couldn't be inspired,I have stood here for so long becuase there is so much to be admired,
Some coulors are dark, some are light,
I can't keep my eyes of of them, try as I might,
I don't want to leave, I want to stay here forever,I want to stay and watch the weather.
For here the sun always shines,
whatever the time,it never rains, nothing ruins the perfect day,
But I have to say goodbye, and go back to the real world, so goodbye painting of the sky.