The Sunset

by Harshita Das aged 11

The Sun shone above the horizon
In a beautiful and gorgeous hue
The sky was a kind of dark orange
Rather than the usual blue

It sank deeper, behind the hills
For it was almost night
Yet even as it bid farewell
It was a prepossessing sight

Its rays shone, above the clouds
Despite it being gone
And then the shine disappeared
And the night had finally come down

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