As the water dances to the night,
The sun begins to close its eyes
I take a final glimpse at the light
As the moon begins to rise
The pink,
The yellow,
Blended inks
So mellow
I’m chasing the blended colors,
Pondering about my never ending wonders
And as the color starts to fade,
The night beckons me its way
They start to blend to a dark tone,
And out comes the little white speckles
All while I’m taking a slow first stride,
The beauty chooses to hide
And so I take my leave, hoping we’ll meet again the next day
And as it tugs at my sleeve, I pray for the memory to stay
But the day has ended,
My memories lasted,
And not a minute of it all
Was wasted.