The Summer Skies


This Sunday evening, I sat gazing the skies for hours nonchalantly. 
The summer skies silently changed colors like life. 
'It's all so magnificently colorful at times but the dark winters too have it's time,' I pronounced.
'Oh! But you loved the winters', she said.
'Ah! My heart once warmed in winters', said I.

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