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The sky is blue during the day,

on bouncy clouds birdies play.

Then the yellow sun turns white,

and the blue sky turns black at night.

Sometimes clouds get sad and cry,

And their tears fall down from the sky.

Note: Prompt was to write about the sky in a poem, in the eyes of a 7 year old you. This is pretty much how I figure I'd have regarded the sky when I was 7.


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