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Dec 2017
I've always wondered why when you say goodbye
Beautiful colors paint the sky

Shades of oranges, reds, pinks, and blues
All come out because of you

And although I hate to see you go
I truly do enjoy the show

I've seen you leave so many times
But it's still a favorite sight of mine

There'll be no sadness, be no sorrow
Because my sun, you'll shine again tomorrow

I'll feel no hurt, feel no pain
As you make your way down
Your colors shall reign
Fixed up an old poem of mine that I found. Oh, the treasures that lie deep within the pockets of one's forgotten closet.
ieyam
Written by
ieyam  F/Melbourne, Australia
(F/Melbourne, Australia)   
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