Sky is like a blue dome,
its like my second home.
It is blue and white,
but black at night.
Sky has many freinds- clouds, stars and the sun,
when i look up I see them having fun.
When I am sad, I cry and look up
the sky says to me ' my child, cheer up'.
Seems like the sky understands me
Its like swimming in the sea.
When i look up at the sky, i remember nothing,
but...my friend...the sky knows everthing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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