Painting the Sky

When the sun pops up, painting the sky,
We feel its warmth, like a sleepy sigh.
The breeze sways through leaves, making them dance,
Bringing good vibes and a little romance.


In everyone’s heart, nature’s got a place,
Like a wild little beat with a happy face.
So if you feel lost or kind of confused,
Just turn to nature; its peace will be your muse.


The mountains stand tall, strong and serene,
Whispering stories of places we’ve seen.
With each sunrise and every sunset’s glow,
Nature reminds us we’re never alone.

-Paloma Quijano

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