Sunset, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

SunsetImage manipulated by author

Sunset

At the water’s edge they lovingly stay
Slow sinking sky starts silently to bleed
The beginning of the end of this day
Few more hours to stay, they anxiously plead

Now the fire in the sky totally red
Their yearning hearts become melancholy
This is the part daily drama they dread
Darkness envelops their radiant sea

Neither hurrying to move from their chairs
Taking their time the day to reminisce
Softly smiling, sharing each other’s stares
Each giving the other a loving kiss

In the lemon moonlight their chairs they fold
For them this routine never to get old

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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