Closure

At the beautiful orange, spread across the sky,

With hopeful eyes, kept staring I.

With many a memoirs, of the day past by,

I was surely happy, but not high.

Through the day it was warm and bright,

But at the dusk, it was a distant delight,

I was scared, scared at the loss of the sight,

Of the dense darkness, at the fall of night.

So then with some courage, I looked away,

To discover the beautiful shade of grey,

And soon there was a white, never seen in the day.

Thus came the closure, mildly to stay

10/4/08

Mallesh