The subtle shades of pink and blue outside of my window fade
as grey calls night to cloak the day's parade
of colors bright and grand that pleased the eye to see.
So quickly the darkness takes hold as skylines disappear
and creatures take to rest or without fear
prepare to prowl if nocturnal is their way to be.
And I a lonely human look with eyes unable to pierce
through constant shifts from bold to calm to fierce
but yet my soul counts and records them for eternity.
