Paint The Sky Poem by James Casey

Paint The Sky

To discover who you are, I painted the sky with stars,
Some night's are so dreary, I paint the sky with stars.

What color will I chose, each color is something new.
Each day the sun takes my work and turns the sky to blue

Everyday I cry, sun steals my stars, I hate goodbyes.
Days are long, so nightly I must dig out more supplies

With brush in hand I quickly painted right from the start
With strokes I, add sparkle and glitter, straight from the heart

I paint the sky to hide my life, the stars to hide my soul.
You're the one I belong to, my wife, she made me whole

I chose to paint the stars, at night, to brighten up the skies
For if there were not any stars it would take more fireflies

Jim 1991











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