The afternoon sun warmed my skin as the rays stood their final stand. I wished... What did I wish for? Maybe it was the night.... I closed my eyes turning off the Sun. I dreamed the night into play... I dreamed... And yet....the Sun's rays played roughly with my Pale skin. I opened my eyes to See the Sun falling... The light forms behind The Oak Tree shade, Caused the tree To look aflame. Night comes to soon... What I wish for... What do I wish for? Maybe it is the morning Sun?