The way the sky changes
From lethargic gray
To angry green
And back to
Hopeful blue is a majestic.

Would life be so easy
With its build ups,
And hurt feelings
Getting in the way.

We all know
How things work.
We all know
How it goes.
Still, sometimes the shock
Of what may be right
Just seems wrong.

Winds of change
Offer more of the status quo.
Clouds bring rains
Washing little away.
The sun keeps rising,
The moon glows,
And stars find, or fall out of, favor.