Sky Dreams

The sky dreams softly through the night,

Of clouds that drift with feathered grace,

Of dawn’s first blush of peachy light,

And stars that dance in velvet space.

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The northern lights wake from their rest,

The sky dreams softly through the night,

To weave their spells across the crest.

And dance upon the dark's delight.

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The birthplace of finespun first light,

While dawn prepares its golden rise,

The sky dreams softly through the night,

That spreads across the morning skies.

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Till sunset spills its ruby wine,

When twilight sings its tender tale,

Of nightfall’s heavenly design.

The sky dreams softly through the night.