The Twilight sun.
S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎 I could only stare at the sun, that shines yet not hot. It sends rays yet not far. As Beams becomes dim, Even mere shadows,it's arms showed up so strong... Truly! Sun is weak... it's space, taken. like ashes covering burning coal,all seems wrong! How we mourn the gradual death of our dear father's land we watched in pain and pity, as her greatness, grow pale. For we are left with shades of greys... Hmmm...now, it's no joke! With faded smiles we had to wrestle with life without gloves, Wonder why we never grow,and our light ,never glow in the globe? It's better to stare at the sun. when promises appears as a mirage... when values bought, are found decay... Purple velvet, once chased, are now better imagined. The forseen dreams of masions, built upon our fathers land are better forsaken, if not soaked in a 'fungocious moistures'. I could only stare a...