Fading Sunset
As far as I can see,
The sun is going down.
What bright colours show,
It is very beautiful to me.
The trees are bare.
I am alone.
No one else in sight,
Not even a little hare.
Snow covers the ground.
No grass is showing.
Not even a little plant,
As I walk all around.
It is getting dark,
And is turning cold.
The sky is changing,
As I leave my mark.
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Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years
PoetryA collection of poems from my early years, up to the present. Many are about love, but also family, friends, life in general, as well as the struggles many of us face as we discover ourselves. #Wattys2016 #Wattys2019 *Note: Stories with an asterisk...
