The truth behind a sunset

A sunset is rather tragic
It shows the day is dying
the pink sky
shows the day is bleeding
and the elegant, amber sun
is the day’s head
laying down to rest
oh the day is over
It is dead
we should mourn
Next to come is the eerie silence
and the dead, soulless black night
But day,
we shouldn’t cry too much
you gave us sweet memories
and your son will show up bright up and early tomorrow
to take your place
day,
we love thee
day,
we thank thee
day,
we kiss thee
day,
we embrace thee
as we live thee
Oh day,
the real tragedy is,
each magnificent mourn we embrace
is one closer to our own mourn day
and there is no sunrise for us; after our sunset