The Sky in Colour

Like being in a magical painting, I watched the evening sky. The fading light still shone with colour. Of soft sweetie yellow deepest pink and crimson streaks, like a ballerina dancing with long ribbons and poise. As night crept in under a purple cloak cast far across as the eye could see. Soon, like a magic spell cast, edges of blackness took to the canvas sky,light it died and grieved our hearts. But only for a little while..