The Dawn bring fire.

November 3, 2017
By Anonymous

In the morning theirs a sunrise,
it's colors light up the sky.
The sky is breathing, so many colors.
It was morning and bright, it was beautiful and light
But today it was a fiery sky.
As you notice the color of the world is changing, as you look up at the sky, you see the colors and you don't believe your eyes. The sky is not so pretty, but pretty it maybe be,
But the sky is breathering fire, and it needs to be seen. The sky is lit up with colors
Like red, orange, black and yellow
Were the colors that Brun forever.

The author's comments:

I was inspired to write this poem because the sky was actually breathing fire.


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