Sunset

~ Candace

Sunset

 

 

It will be dark soon. The winter Sun,

stretching its weaken rays toward Earth,

will fall once again into the sea.

She sits where the ocean meets the land,

her toes touching the wet sand,

silently waiting for the last gasp of the Sun.

 

Quadrille #171: Poetry is a kind of Gasp

Published by Candace

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