When the day’s nearly over and evening is nigh
I sit on my verandah and gaze at the sky
As the red fades to pink and the colours grow faint
It’s moments like this that I wish I could paint

If I was Namitjara or maybe Ken Done
Or maybe even a Darcy Doyle clone
I’d look at the colours with an artist’s trained eye
And capture forever the fire in the sky

As the sky turns from red, through yellow and blue
And a marvellous pallet of many toned hue
That changes so quickly as day’s last light fades
An ongoing picture of swift changing shades

Then just when you think it’s all over too soon
It’s replaced by the breathtaking sight of the moon
Rising up in its splendour to welcome the night
In a sky of black velvet with diamonds so bright

So I linger some more in the moon’s soft pale light
And as I sit here on this bright starry night
My mind starts to wander to thoughts of Van Gogh
And the ultimate artist who first made this show