Serene Sundown Glow
Sun sinks, sky spurs to plum
Day waning, night quaint glum
Faint clouds, setting blazing
Time hands squirm in mud string
Birds in shape, flying low.
Their bright amber eyes glow.
Written: August 17, 2021
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