The skies above my yard

 Music by John Torp.
Lyrics by Dorothy Acton
Copyright © 2003 John Torp

Standing in my yard I see
an ever changing artistry
in wondrous paintings on the sky
that touch my soul delight my eye

their magic colors speak to me
of desert days or nights at sea
of gentle lovers friendships deep
of childhood joys and dreamy sleep

I lift my eyes to name the hues
of ripened reds and crystal blues
of smokey grays and gilded snows
peach bruised to orchid faded rose

a backyard bench is my front row
to view the planet's constant show
like gold this special place I guard
and watch the skies above my yard