Under the night sky I lay on a blanket and look up at what seems to be a black ink studded with thousands of small tiny diamonds embedded into the blackness. The moon shining bright, filling the night with light. As my eyelids start to close I take one last look of the dark, shiny sky, imprinting it in my head, knowing that this sky won't be here the next night.
Under The Stars
January 14, 2011