The Colors of Sunsets Dream Song

I’m just a silly sprite child born of the ocean clan skipping along a sunbeam to catch the colors of light as the sky plays his sweet chords of sunsets dream song I hear the yellow trilling of flutes first notes that begin when the piccolo peeps behind the pot-bellied clouds Stirring melons oboe sounds all around eggplant’s cello hues of rumbling clouds where the drums thump I watch cymbals of highlights start to vibrate overhead outline the billowing puffs of cumulus white then down I slide on a guitar rift onto a rainbow smile soulful classics played each night of endless vibrant verse like a musician’s open mike of colors in the sky to celebrate finally, I ride the wind back to the shore’s center stage to hear the final melody pluck my heart strings I play along with the pink notes of a raspberry infused jam until the trumpet leads hot vibes they’re off to explore and angels sing of love and light to weep for our souls as the ebony keys of night take over this heavenly sight to softy show the way to twilights final curtain call I climb the stars to find my bed inside the dreams of lullaby’s