Mexican Sunset
When the sun nestles into the horizon
I ponder whether ‘twill be my last sunset
Glorious display in splendorous bedizen
Surely, the most beautiful I’ve seen yet,
Dipping low ‘neath the shimmering sea
Across the bay from old Puerto Vallarta
I can’t think of any place I’d rather be …
Not Majorca, not even in old Djakarta.
The western sky turns orange and red
With streaks of yellow running through
While the sun obediently lowers its head
Emotions rise; my darling, I think of you.
I long to return to the Mexican Riviera,
To watch the world’s most lovely sunset
The bay sparkling like a diamond tiara,
As peaceful and calm as I’ll ever get.
Written October 8, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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