Clear Blue Skies
Clear blue skies where are the stars,
Majestic and twinkling behind the mask?
The gust of the wind bites real nice
With birds chirping, so sweet a song
Chainsaw rumbling in the short view
Parked cars and going cars all around me
Sunshine, warmth, the bite is gone
No cloud above to block these rays
No flower to see, no beauty round me
Winter is here but have no fear
Seasons come and seasons go with hope
That tomorrow will bring clear blue skies.