Colors In the Sky

As dawn peeps in through the mountains, Morning sky mirrors reddish orange fountains. Doves wake up with cheerful coos; Is it their way to gear up for facing worldly ruse? These epitomes of peace soon grace the pinkish blue sky, Spreading their pinions they prerogatively soar high. The azure sky soon turn into a limitless blue lake. Those white wings must embrace freedom & enjoy a break; Afternoon paints the heavens with yellowish shade; To deal with the fatigue the feathered ailerons need aid, For bearing the density of duty is not easy, And that burden can make the conscience hazy. The abendrot sky marks the serene sunset; These symbol of liberation deny to be down & upset. Finally walks in the obsidian infinity night, Snowies sleep with hope that tomorrow will be bright. ©light_flame (My pen name)