Evening Solitude
Dusk descends upon the snowy winter plains
The sun slowly sinks into the western sky
The landscape has a magical winter-land glow
White in contrast to the dusty blue hue
Deer stand grazing on the fields of straw
Once golden wheat stood tall in summers heat
Now short and covered with white winter dust
Looking heaven ward the sky is aglow
As if someone took a paint brush to a canvas
Red, oranges, purple, blue and golden amber
So colorful that it looks like a piece of art
As the sun finally sunk behind earth's orb
I sat in wonder watching nature at it's best.
11/17/12
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