Scarlett Dawn...

Watercolor sky
     as the colors run into each other
Clouds black as the night that's passing 
     fade into soft blue, paling, then somehow changing
to rose from cream and a thousand other hues
     Trees outlined as a lone squirrel climbs
to the topmost branch to watch the dawn with me
     holding an acorn still green as grass
tightly in his tiny grasp
     Venus glows like an ember risen
from the flames and warmth
     the as yet seen sun is giving
lighting a fire upon the pyre
     separating the dead from the living
Decide quickly...