Four colors paint the morning sky
I scan the horizon with my naked eye
The strokes come slow and steady
My canvas no longer white and ready
I start with red and blue
Followed by saturation and a bit of hue
Colors burst forth to start the day
It is no longer April, but May
Soon yellow and orange appear before me
From my palette they broke free
To join their family in the scene
Blended together with gray and green
Finally, my painting is complete
A few mistakes, but otherwise neat
Thank you God, for the heavens you made
A spectrum of colors arrayed
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