Because that’s the rule, apparently. And it has to be about the sky. That’s another rule. But there was no rule suggesting it could not be silly, or possibly meaningless. You can check the rules here, if you don’t believe me.
And here’s a thought. Right at this moment we all have sky above us. There’s only one sky. It’s the same sky for all of us, yet it is impossible for any two of us to look up and see exactly the same thing. Everything is about perspective.
Anyway ….
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Look above
Pray for love
In this world or another
Bathe your head
In tears you’ve shed
For memories of your mother
Beg the sky
Tell me why?
Life has come to this
The sky shall open up for you
Carry you to Bliss.
Richmond Road 
This is really beautiful, and it reminds me of some lyrics by Alan Parsons that I’ve always loved. https://www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/alan_parsons/ignorance_is_bliss-lyrics-87424.html
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And you say you’re not a poet…
❤
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It’s a beautiful poem!
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I like the rhythm. Equal syllable count is so satisfying 🤩
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To be honest with you, the 44 word restriction made it a bit clunky in spots I think. But I never count. It either feels right or it doesn’t. But sometimes I read over stuff that I’ve done and I can’t see the rhythm at all, but come back later and it’s there again … it depends on where my head is.
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Would love to hear this set to music.
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Eleanor – be my guest
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I’m disappointed. You went deep and beautiful.
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I’m sorry about that. Sometimes it’s the easier option.
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🙂 Totally teasing.
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