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Dusk Descends
The stars slowly sprinkle themselves across the sky as dusk descends
The soft twinkle of the stars reflects in my eyes as I gaze upon the sky
The occasional cloud drifts through the sky blocking the soft light from the stars
As the moon ascends into the sky the colors of the expansive sky shift
The glowing orange light becomes hues of purple mixed with darkness
The mixing of colors much like watercolors creates a new shade within the sky
Twilight
My mother calls me inside and I enter the warmth of my home
My mother folds back my covers revealing the silky sheets beneath
I climb into my bed burrowing under my covers and absorbing the warmth
My mother's hands glide across my covers pulling them up to my chin
Her soft hands cup my face and she brushes away the stray hairs covering my face
Sleep comes quickly and I descend into a peaceful slumber
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The feelings I felt after returning home for a long period of time inspired this piece. The piece is an expression of the warmth and familiarity of home.