Whitened paler grayed skies seen to me in my bed room, but for a while moon could never be seen to me, this night could have snowing at the weather forecast I was informed this morning, but skies, what made you hide moon for your so selfish whim?

When I watch you, I am reminded of dark my room putting milk in cup I didn't drink up this morning, but you have very subtle pinkish orange color.

Certainly, you are seemingly so different dimemtioned, but at so many women I am accostommed with that aspect.

Evening must have so assorted whimsical nature, but you must never be claimed by anything, that thing makes me envy, you know. By the way, how do you talk to your fellow skies?

You two are so cooperative with each other, but sometimes you either are at mutually angry emotion, and also, you two could be reprimanded by the moon for your together shading her, couldn't you?

Jan. 23th. 2021