Sunset
Like a precious gold, yellow & white
the centre of a fire
this honey coloured light
the source of the heat & of the light
the brightest part of day
as it turns into night
then a burnt orange glow
warming & soothing
surrounding the gold
like a jewel on a cushion
a blanket of darknes
will come to take its place
the sun will be gone
& the moon will show its face
sjeg
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