A Lone Sparkle

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As I sit beneath the vast sky,
only a lone fella sparkles for my company,
the evening is busy,
busy with the gossip of timid creatures.
Some sing in choir,
some out perform one another.

My blue terrace is rippled,
rippled by their white robe,
as they dress elegantly,
to aid charm to my evening,
but their play was short lived,
as the time drew curtains on them,
for the birds to return home,
and for the crescent of moon to board the sky.

The rustling leaves brought me back,
and said,
forget us not,
and then they clapped in joy,
when I smiled in acceptance..

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