Fleeting
There is a brilliant sun setting on the horizon.
I wipe tears from my eyes, and watch in a strange sense of awe.
The sun kisses everything with it’s radiating beams
and then disappears from view.
It reminds me that,
like many things in life,
these serenely beautiful moments are often fleeting.
Words are left unsaid, moments forgotten, lives lost.
But, in those quiet moments,
when I feel the sun's warmth on my face,
I know you're sending me a smile and lighting up my life, once again.
Copyright © Rachel W | Year Posted 2013
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