The soothing sky fades away
As the sun chases its ray
Magic of colour finds its way
As the dusk wraps the day.
The trees grow dark
The black over green
Yet it still stands upright
For the distant stars to lean.
The stillness leaves its space
For the bustling light of this place
Darkness conquers the sky,
Moon follows after
As I hear the returning feets at the door
With a laughter.
Grade:IX, Nepal Don Bosco School