Sunset

Once upon a time at evening-light

A little girl was sad.

There was a color in the sky,

A color she knew in her dreamful heart

And wanted to keep.

She held out her arms

Long, long,

And saw it flow away on the wind.

When it was gone

She did not love the moonlight

Or care for the stars.

She had seen the rose in the sky.

Sometimes I am sad

Because I have a thought

Of this little girl.