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I love to watch the burning clouds

sizzling in the sky,

brilliant with their red and golds

as daylight says goodbye.

Stark and dark are branches

of tall trees against the glow.

Such a wonderful farewell,

that solar evening show.



Pinks and purples mingle

as the sunlight slips away,

viewed through branchy curtains

at the closing of the day.

Against this blazing glory

one little bird outlined,

flying through this wonderland

a roosting  place to find.



How the river catches

threads of gold and crimson red

which gently kiss its surface

as our sun goes to its bed.

As the beauty fades away

into the jet of night

I feel I'm so much richer for

experiencing the sight.