The Colors Of Sunset

The Colors Of Sunset

The sun feels shame to leave... she turns red, and then she falls grey...
Her will is to keep looking on life, on beauty... but the cycle is taking its way…
She knows that everyone has to go away, even a flower and a blue jay…
Everyone is missing her, as in her absence it is impossible to dance or play…
A cold night is winning the thrown, and the darkness’s fear is forcing every being to pray…
Will she come back tomorrow? Will we have together another day?
If I’m still here when you return, please have a longer stay…
If you don’t find me, just keep looking… I may be somewhere, preparing for you a nice couplet to say…