Sunset

Sunset is beautiful when watched from behind the trees,
As if the sun is peeping out -it seems.
At sunset we experience the end of the glory of the sun,
The sun now goes to sleep with a lot of fun.
Then the new moon arrives with a silver sheen,
Like a lady clad in a silver dress it preens before the mirror of sky,
The moon though borrows its light from the sun,
Like a sliver of hope it shines in the darkness of night.

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