Sky

The sky was coloured with hues

of a time long gone

and the sun thought that

it knew where it belonged

among the wispy clouds

or alone in the sky

at times it wondered

should it wait for the stars so shy,

but when dusk comes,

it is a mellow goodbye

but hope shines through and

hollers the moon to light the sky

 

 

 

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