The Sky's Guardians

I am the Sky

Within me there are six others

Each is a part of me

First is my "right hand man"

The Storm

The ferocious attacker

The one who doesn't stop

Next is the Rain

The one who washes away worry

As well as the enemies

Then the Sun

He keeps us going

Tells us to always be 'extreme'

After is Lightning

He causes us fret

But he comes through in one powerful burst

Next the Cloud

He keeps his distance,

Till we need him

Finally the Mist

Always shrouded in mystery

Yet can be so easily understood

Each is so very different

Yet they all are here

With me

The Sky