Weather Of Friendship

Sometimes,I look at the sky's blue shade.
And I wonder how it's made.
Do they use individual brush strokes?

Do they use a bigger canvas?
Do they slap the color on?
Or is time what they need?

Do the colors sometimes bleed?
Or is it sunshine they feed?
And when it's night,they take the color blue.

And give the sky a darker hue.
Brush stroke after brush stroke.
Paint after paint.

And when it's sunset,the colors fade.
Joining this colorful parade.
Trotting in the sky,the colors melt.

And when you looked at it,happiness is what you felt.
You go to the cliff and enjoy the view.
As you watch it with somebody new.

And you bring the whole crew.
Straight from the south avenue,where you grew up.
This phenomenon may not be new.

But it brought our hearts together,too.
And I hope someday we do this again.
Under the sky,as we watch the stars.

And fireflies surround us.
Sharing this moment,together.
And singing love and friendship is forever.

Hoping we never separate.
On a hot summer day,enjoying a cup of lemonade.
As our sadness and worries fade.

Sharing and laughing at moments we made.
As we hope this moment lasts forever.
In our memories or not.

On a summer day,that's hot.
So we go to the beach.
We swim in the water,doing tricks.

And showing off our beach outfits.
This phenomenon really brought us together.
And I'll make sure to remember it forever.

Everything will be fine,for as long as we are together.
Enjoying this lovely,colorful weather.
Together,in this poem.