Sky…lines

Today, I am surrounded by that
Same sky I admired a few days
Ago. Well, not same. Clouds are 
So versatile that no two days in 
A row or set apart by a few days
And a new year evoke the same
Sky. It's new and billowing in a
Breeze, although the clouds are
Stiller than my hat which blows
Off, stopping at my outstretched 
Hand. It's right to complain that
The gusts make the cold colder. 
Ah, sure, but oh my there's that
Sky!