Night.

As the night grew darker,
the moon shone its white light,
which had a tinge of yellow,
The combo started to spread along the sky,
mixing and merging all along its way,
creating a modern art,
with a single white ball in the centre,
emitting its sparks,
The children went to bed,
The lights went off,
The candlelights were on,
And lull went the town,
and the trees,
Darkness approached,
with a faint light in the sky,
Showing the world that even in pitch black,
a spark of white is always there..

-peace.creations