A sunset is the sky’s love letter to the night,

It paints the sky with blooming colors,

Red, orange, yellow, and pink,

The light softens,

And the world is still for a moment.

The sun is lower now,

Gold, pink, orange, purple,

The colors of a bittersweet goodbye,

Wrapped in a blanket of warmth.

The night has arrived,

The vibrant colors are gone,

And a dreary blue takes the sky,

Its shade dimming ever so slightly,

Waiting to respond to the sunset’s love letter with dawn.