The sky was taking an apricot tint.
Just a moment ago, it was blue with orange brim.
Just a moment ago, it was white, clustered by clouds.
Just a moment ago.
Just a moment ago.
How fast the sky changes.
The sky changes colour to put on a show.
I love to see the setting sun, sky encompassed by gold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem