PAINT THE SKY By Bo Russo

This is a poem I wrote last January when I looked out at the dusk sky and it was a beautiful stunning sunset...

God’s gift of sunset.This wasn’t really finished,but I just couldn’t get the flow back I had when I started it,and decided to share it anyway.Hope it’s not too bad.

He’s the mighty Lord
The one that sits on high
He’s the big man upstairs
The one above the sky
The one who gives the Judgment
On the very day we die
The one who poured the water
And made the day and night
And every single evening
He gives new pleasing sight
The sunset is the pleasure
We see with some delight
It is a gift from Heaven
For us not in the light
A paintbrush he does wave
With his magic hand
And each and every night
He’ll display his mighty might
The Good Lord paints a picture
For all of us to see
With unforgettable sunsets
Both for you and me
We can use a pen
But he gives us a rush
Every single day
At the hour of the dusk
He illuminates with color
And expressed divinity
That we are only lookers
On his great eternity
His brush touches the sky
And is so pleasing to the eye
No one can duplicate it
No point to even try