Red Sky

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The sight before us, of mother nature's might,
Red of the sky, with onset of night.
Through the dark branch, at sky we gaze,
A combined effect seen, mother nature does amaze.

The sight before us, of mother nature's glory,
Sky is so alive, such is it's story.
Through the tree branch, devoid of it's leaves,
A colour of red, through branches it weaves.



 
 
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