Sun Brings Hope and Joy

Scarlets, purples, greens and blues. deeply dark colors, not enhancing the stark black blowing tree rather making it appear darker Where is the sun? someone asked. When she gets here, she might be able to fix this It was midnight. Hours before her arrival time. The forest was morose, sad, deeply bereft. The animals curled up and slept, understanding that it would be chilly Keeping their babies close. The faeries hid in cracks and crevices The sun woke them all up A glorified pop of yellow that warmed the valley, changing everything for she brought hope and joy and the exact right color Enhancing the darkness of the purples, reds, blues and green. The forest and meadow cheered when they awoke to see the sun.