The Pastel Color Pallet

Cool morning zephyr blows a kiss to the early dew Pastels of dawn stalk the parts of the dark horizon Blazing orange streaking clouds come into view A pallet of colors under some artistic advisement Early light gently creeps across the mirror lake All the sky begins glowing so intensely red Singing birds fresh from sleep with a melody in their head An unspoken message is in need of being said Golden sun rises up before the kingdoms eyes Trees have a certain gleam upon their leaves Grass, flowers and even weeds glycine like that of ice As morning yawns breathing a sigh of relief Twilight is a diamond polished in the rough Turns the ruby sky into a sapphire shade of blue Our stellar solar star takes its place with rays of love The dawn recedes while dropping softly out of view