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Sunset
It was a warm sunny day.
Birds were chirping,negative emotions are astray.
The sound of the kids playing in the local park.
Untill the sky starts to get dark.
The way it paints the sky as a canvas.
And dogs begin to bark.
The way the stars sparkle once it gets dark.
Before that,mother nature paints her way.
Red,orange,yellow.
Using her paintbrush with no delay.
The blue starts to go away.
In this warm summer day.
She uses her paintbrush.
Pink,orange,brown.
And the sight erases your frown.
You no longer feel sad or down.
Smiling,as you read what I wrote down.
And I really hope peace is what you found.
The comfort of my words.
As I write colorful worlds.
Now,let's imagine the sky.
Together,let's begin to fly.
You look at the sunset.
And it's beautiful,you can't deny.
Now ,spread your wings and fly.
The beauty of the sunset is what you rely.
My words,reaching worlds so high.
With my pen and paper,I reach the sky.
You shed a tear.
For my goal is to erase your fear.
As if I am really there.
The colorful sky starts to set.
Mother nature takes some black paint.
And the night sky is the one you meet.
With a warm,greeting smile.
Starts sparkle,making you say ""Wow!"".
Even though the sunset had gone.
You had found a jewel,you will cherish it for very long.
It shall rest in your memories forever.
And one day,we'll visit it together.
But it won't be in sight for long,however.
The sunset and starts work together.
To create for you,the perfect weather.
Eventually,things would get better.
Believe me when I say.
When I say that the weather in your head will get much better.
Empty of clouds,sunny skies.
Where all the peaceful thoughts lies.
With sparkly stars on the big,black ink.
You will remember us,and positively you will think.
With a happy,joyful wink.
We'll be there through the week.
So you no longer feel weak.
Birds were chirping,negative emotions are astray.
The sound of the kids playing in the local park.
Untill the sky starts to get dark.
The way it paints the sky as a canvas.
And dogs begin to bark.
The way the stars sparkle once it gets dark.
Before that,mother nature paints her way.
Red,orange,yellow.
Using her paintbrush with no delay.
The blue starts to go away.
In this warm summer day.
She uses her paintbrush.
Pink,orange,brown.
And the sight erases your frown.
You no longer feel sad or down.
Smiling,as you read what I wrote down.
And I really hope peace is what you found.
The comfort of my words.
As I write colorful worlds.
Now,let's imagine the sky.
Together,let's begin to fly.
You look at the sunset.
And it's beautiful,you can't deny.
Now ,spread your wings and fly.
The beauty of the sunset is what you rely.
My words,reaching worlds so high.
With my pen and paper,I reach the sky.
You shed a tear.
For my goal is to erase your fear.
As if I am really there.
The colorful sky starts to set.
Mother nature takes some black paint.
And the night sky is the one you meet.
With a warm,greeting smile.
Starts sparkle,making you say ""Wow!"".
Even though the sunset had gone.
You had found a jewel,you will cherish it for very long.
It shall rest in your memories forever.
And one day,we'll visit it together.
But it won't be in sight for long,however.
The sunset and starts work together.
To create for you,the perfect weather.
Eventually,things would get better.
Believe me when I say.
When I say that the weather in your head will get much better.
Empty of clouds,sunny skies.
Where all the peaceful thoughts lies.
With sparkly stars on the big,black ink.
You will remember us,and positively you will think.
With a happy,joyful wink.
We'll be there through the week.
So you no longer feel weak.
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