On a day with borrowed light,
warmth and comfort is found in the early night.
The day of the sun’s return,
Is dark and cold.
The only light in the sky-
are the soft stars that shy-
away from the Earth following the moon.
Flames of red and orange burn-
as they dance with the wind.
The breeze tangles itself,
with boughs of evergreen trees.
As celebrations go on happily.
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