When the clock strikes at midnight life seemed to change
Shades of the evening turned into something strange
The soft hues of the evening sky disappeared
Instead there was a sudden brightness so weird

A dark purple clashed with bright paprika spice
Then licorice and blue competed so nice
Cinnamon and chocolate fired up the sky
A bit of gold was added to amplify

I wondered if I was moved to fairyland
Never before did I see colors so grand
But when I opened my eyes I understood
My imaginative dreams are far too good