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The sun sinks low behind the hills
Soft colors dance across the clouds
Crickets come out from their day-time homes
And begin their dusk performance
A star peeks out and begins to fly
Acoss the velvet black sky
A child makes a wish
On the wonderous sight
While the moon looks down creating a quiet light
The air is thick with a peaceful feeling
That all about can know
The hours pass as minutes would
The sun feels that its time
For it to come back to the Earth
And warm the blissful morning.
 Sinister Sally · Tue May 08, 2007 @ 01:35am · 0 Comments |
