Friday, 31 August 2018

The evening sky

The sun sets,
Slowly dissolving and melting,
Letting the moon to replace,
It's place and shine.

The day is over,
The night begins,
The birds fly,
Back to their chicks,
And dwelling faraway.

The skies are no longer blue,
It's orange sometimes,
It's violet sometimes,
And suddenly turns completely dark.

The stars begin to shine,
The weather is calm,
Pleasant and serene,
With momentary breeze.





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