Wednesday, June 30, 2010

AT THE END OF THE DAY

I feel sad
As the sun droops down
Towards the western shore
The sky blushes pink
The clouds laced in gold
Wander by asunder
The moon looms up
In pallid splendour
I feel sad
As the dusk deepens more
The day says good bye
Like an old friend
Parting
After years
Being together

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