The sun of the day has gone.
Grey clouds are here.
It is still a bit light. Light reflects on trees but the light is going down.
Everything isn't bright. It will soon be night.
Orangey Red and dark Blue is the night sky.
The sun might be replaced with the moon.
The air is still warm.
With all the warm weather, hopefully there isn't a storm.
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Author:
Sarah Jackson Bennett (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 27th, 2017 10:44
- Category: Reflection
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