Oh how I love
to watch the sky
see the image change
as the day goes by
One could easily miss
such beauty at dawn
No words could describe
the first image of morn'
And oh what a treat to behold
with the setting of the sun
But Gods masterpiece isn't finished
when the day is done
The moon and the stars
all take their place
On a clear clear night,
what a great view of space!
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