Thursday, April 12, 2018

A dusky evening...!


I took a paint brush,
Looked for a canvas,
Didn't find one anywhere,
So looked up to the sky,
Yes, it should be a blue sky,
But let me add some color,
A little bit of pink and orange,
Yes, but I ran out of green so?
Let's paint it black I thought,
Then should the trees be black?
Why not, all that is green be black?
A dusky evening story wound up like that! 😉
 
~Dawn 

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