Night Sky
The sky above is a canvas grand,
With hues of red and gold so bland.
The sun sets behind the western hills,
And the day’s story it never spills.
The sky transforms into a sea of night,
With stars twinkling so very bright.
The moon rises, a silver sphere,
And casts its light far and near.
The sky is a mystery, deep and vast,
With secrets hidden, a tale to be cast.
It tells of dreams and of hopes so high,
And of the beauty that will never die.
So look up, dear friend, and see,
The sky’s wonders, just for thee.
And know that in this world so wide,
There’s a beauty that can never hide.
