In the quiet dawn, hues of pink and gold arise,
Painting the sky with whispers of dreams untold.
The gentle blue of morning, a calm and tender guise,
Unfolds the day with stories yet to be unrolled.
As the sun ascends, vibrant colors blaze,
Green of fields and blue of endless skies.
The world awakens in a dazzling haze,
Each shade a note in nature’s lullabies.
The afternoon sun, a golden embrace,
Casts shadows long, colors deep and wide.
Crimson flowers in a sunlit space,
Dance with the breeze, swaying side by side.
Twilight arrives, a symphony of hues,
Orange and purple blend in perfect rhyme.
The night descends with deep indigo blues,
Colors merge, fading into time.