The sky is so high

Do not ask me why.

How many birds fly there?

It contains how much air?

All these questions have no end

The sky doesn’t have an end or a dent.

For all I know it’s a big blue sheet

And for stargazers, it’s a treat.

For all around it, are stars

I can see it stretching all the way to Mars!

Rockets and spacecrafts fly here

Airplanes fly through the year.

Sun and Moon are here seen

It is always bright blue clean.

To live we need to breathe its air

To breathe it we don’t need any fare.

It is always airy

Here is believed to live many a fairy.