I hide behind the hills as I set,
but I don't want to go thus in leaving I regret,
so I stand at the edge of the ocean to say goodbye,
and smile and wave with a golden sigh.
I am being called home, it's time for bed,
all the energy I used to play with you is dead,
I've danced in the sky from east to west,
and now I know it's time to rest.
Don't bother trying to reach me,
you know I can't stay,
It' s my brother's time to shine for you
at this time of the day
YOU ARE READING
A silly sunset
PoetryTo me, the sun doesn't just set, it speaks... No, I am not a lunatic but if the sunset catches your attention for more than just a few seconds - gets u to muse at it? Then it has spoken. So listen... **And Please Vote**
