BEAUTY AT DUSK

This is a picture of a sunset in my homeland town in Northern Uganda.
I have described it with a poem

At dusk i saw my fall
the sun day was coming to end
nothing to joy about had i done that day
and the night was falling already

the day is so young they say
to day-dreamer the day is done
the thought of sleep with failing in the sun makes me weep
and the night is falling already

but wait alas!
maybe the night can be brighter than the sun-day
maybe i can see joy in the dusk
for when dawn comes in, a new day i will have

for now i see beauty at dusk!