User talk:Ayanna peloriana

The shades of the Golden hour
Life is beautiful And surely is colorful, Like the colors painted in the sky, Life is really delightful.

They wonder why I stare at the sky every golden hour, In every sunset, it whispers the past, the memories we have known. It’s too beautiful to last, but while it’s fading, I capture my self thinking that everything really does have a beautiful end.

As the sun continues to descend, the hours of darkness now entertains.

In sunsets, we find solace and peace, No matter what happened throughout the day, Embrace endings, as new chapters are waiting. Ayanna peloriana (talk) 02:13, 28 February 2024 (UTC)