In the clouds of the morning

The sun smiles ever sweetly

Waking from its peaceful dreaming,

Never rises with a frown

In the clouds of the noontide

The sun shines with blazing glory

We must reach the other side

To shelter from its blinding light

In the clouds of the evening

The wind whistles and spins throughout

The sun in its setting

Paints the sky with pink and red

In the clouds of the midnight

The stars dance free and joyful

The moon shines with bright, white light

And hums a beautiful tune

In the clouds of the morning

The sun smiles ever sweetly

Waking from its peaceful dreaming,

Never rises with a frown

I wrote this when I was in maybe 8th grade, I can't remember lol

-Horsejoy