Wednesday, December 2, 2020

The Sunset is Gray (A Poem)

 










The sunset is gray

The clouds hide the sun

The close of a day

All work is over and done.


The colors slowly fade

Covering the glory You made

Night comes in so slow

Covering the woods and mow.


Here come the crickets

Soft in the thickets

But the sunset is gray

With no color display.


The sunset of my soul

Dips down in that black hole

No colors splashing through

Because I'm missing you.





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