what color is the sky?

tell me

some days i like to imagine the sky is our guardian. always a constant reminder that i indeed live on Earth. having the sun and the moon as residents, well, that’s quite the prestige. to many, a sky-less reality would indicate the end.
achoo and i bless.
the sky can’t be blue it’s too proud. but then there are days i realize i’m like the sky. using clouds to conceal the shy excitement within. flaunting bright pink to clash with mellow orange as a statement.
yea i’m like the sky