The Loving Sunset
By Odeily
Sunset—colors blending, so vivid. Fading to orange and yellow light. Purple and pink hues decorate the sky. It's a sight to behold.
I've never seen colors that striking, like a tale from the sky told again. A moment to stop, breathe, and reflect on life and its mysteries.
Sunsets are a source of happiness, tears, and a gentle reminder of years gone by. While calming the agony, the colors sparkle. They are still there—a silent sign.
They stay and observe from above, guiding us day and night. A sense of warmth that lets us know we're not alone; we are always at home in the loving sunset.
I've never seen colors that striking, like a tale from the sky told again. A moment to stop, breathe, and reflect on life and its mysteries.
Sunsets are a source of happiness, tears, and a gentle reminder of years gone by. While calming the agony, the colors sparkle. They are still there—a silent sign.
They stay and observe from above, guiding us day and night. A sense of warmth that lets us know we're not alone; we are always at home in the loving sunset.