The sky above was bright red,
infused with brilliant shades
of pinks, yellows, and purples.

The sun was off in the distance,
hugging the horizon.

One, Two, Three! There I was
looking up into the night sky.

The sun was gone. The bright
reds, pinks, yellows, and purples
were gone too.

But, a tear shall not be shed
for tomorrow the cycle will
start all over.

The blue skies will say hello.

The clouds will give a wave.

And the sunset will bid a farewell,
till you are left standing in a dark abyss, waiting for the cycle
to start again the next day.