The beautiful sunset rose and flew,
It’s metropolis of colours and shooting beams of light,
Across fields of green and out across the blue.
As it’s gleaming colours beckon in the night.
The sunset was composed of yellows pinks gold and brass,
The writhing sea bounced back its glare
and sea spray rose like light caught on glass.
As day returned to its night time lair.
Night time is deepening,
The blackness growing strong
Whilst the colours are weakening,
As night grows closer the light of the day turns to flee in a last vibrant throng,
As the colours abandon the sky’s beautiful face,
The stars are exposed in blackness and space.
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