Turning Pink

It makes me think

That one day the sky

Will turn pink

And at it's  brink

Will be a collection

Of shining stars 

All at once

Filling my eyes 

With glitter

It makes me think

That one day the sky

Will tend to sink

And like a dollop of ink

There will be a piece

Of art

Spread wide across 

Abandoning the moss

Of jitter

It makes me think

That someday the sky

Will roar

After gathering enough

Thunder within

To shudder

A tiny being

That while getting wet

Will still run

Squandering for

Rains will only make

Things harder