Beautiful Day

The leaves bled this morning
Outlined in the silver of morning dew
It made me think of autumn
Even though it�s January
It made me think of home
Even though I�m away

The sunset cried this evening
Crimson and pink, purple and blue
The sky was so sad
As if mourning the day�s departure
But the black is as well as the blue
And the night has its inhabitants

The moon smiled at me tonight
A tiny sliver of platinum, like hope
I could almost see the goddess
I could almost touch space
I could almost feel the empty
I could almost hear nothing
I could almost comprehend the moon

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