Evening Splendor
A pattern moves across the sky,
like drawings moving on a sheet of paper,
standing right behind a candle.
The birds sing and glide in the sunset,
returning to their nests;
tomorrow's wake promises another spectacle
in the summer sky.....
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2015
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