ENDLESS SKIES

'Twas a breezy day,
This beginning in May.
The birds sang a song,
As the roads rolled along.

Here the land lay flat,
In a doorway dogs sat.
And the skies were endless,
The ground, did sun bless.

The blue and the clouds,
High above all the crowds.
Seemed to go on and on,
As my way strolled along.

And I figured gods glory,
Being part of this story.
Endless skies ever bright,
As the great starry night.