In the morning light, the sky’s soft blue,
A canvas vast, serene and true,
Whispering dreams in gentle breeze,
Embracing all with endless ease.
As noon ascends, the yellow’s bright,
Radiates warmth, a golden sight,
Shadows dance in playful cheer,
Painting joy in atmosphere.
Evening falls, with crimson glow,
The sun retreats, its slow adagio,
Merging with the twilight’s grace,
A tender kiss on night’s embrace.
Night unfolds in shades of black,
Stars like diamonds, no lack,
The moon’s soft silver, calm and light,
Illuminates the tranquil night.