The sunset begins
Slowly blooming in the sky
Rich colours swapping the eyes
Of nature and its magic
Even sitting at the patio
The colours wave the rays shine
Taking it before it disappears
Until tomorrow it comes again
People talk
About anything in the sky
Of life in general
Of money, romance, sickness
The sunset whispers
“The ray of hope” it says
“Look at me every day
Rich colours radiant hope”
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