Single Star

Before dawn, I awoke to find the world muffled in a damp fog, lit only by the orange glow of street lamps.
To the east, the sky was lit bright blue for the oncoming of the sun.
But to the west, the sky lay a midnight and mysterious blue.
Floating about the boughs of one pine tree, I realized I saw a single, bright star, twinkling before the dawn arose and shouldered it aside for the path of the sun.
But as I sit here writing this, it is sinking lower and lower and the sky is getting brighter and brighter....
And soon my little star will fade in the mist
Until tonight.