Child in the window

A child sits in a window.
looking out on the purple sky.
where the sun is setting.
and the land is streching.
the pale glow from the sun.
slowly slips from sight.
replaced by the starlit moon light.
he thinks to himself.
their is nothing more beautiful.
than when the sun is setting.
he sits in the window all day and night.
just to see the world go from dark to light.
and from light to dark.
each time is different.
and each time more beautiful.
that child saw so many suns setting.
but always remembers that first sun set.