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
