Nothing is such a beauty

As the lovely sunrise

Or the gracious sunset

When you look up at the sky

The reds, oranges, and yellows

Instead of average blue

This miracle was created

For us, them, me, and you

To start off every morning

Signaling a bright new day

And at night before the stars appear

When the owls and bats come out to play

Nothing is so lovely

As the sunrise and sunset above me