Chasing Sunsets
I can tell when the end off day is here,
I know that a new sunset is near.
I’m not quite sure where, or exactly the time,
I just know there’s a sunset that I have to find.
Across the bridge, walking down the beach,
I’ll go wherever, however far to catch a glimpse,
to behold the beauty the sunset portrays across the sky.
It paints a different picture each day,
All gloriously created by the Master of Creation.
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