Inks of Heart

20

The Sun goes down,
Spreading colours and colours
Everywhere.
Here's a Pink and there's
Orange, with the Red being the favourite.

Chirps of birds,
And gusts of wind;
Racing with my hair.
Calm all over,
The chaos settling down.

The bright balls of fire,
Bidding farewell to their friend;
As they take up their job.
Oh! The colours are vanishing
Into nothingness.

The world in front
Escapes,
I've now clicked the button.
Finding my way
To home.

~☆~✧~✧~☆~
Racing with the wind.
Anna