
The dark blanket of night cast away
waning moon waved goodbye
morning delicately stretches and blushes
kissed softly by the scarlet sun
shooing away the last of twinkling, giggling stars
she twirls her cerulean skirt
shot with pastel hues,
scalloped with lacy candyfloss clouds.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Mish, has asked us to write a quadrille which must have the word candy.