Time passes the sun is in the sky.
The animals play all the time.
The fields are full, The pastures are green.
The sheep give wool Now the animals must feed.
Now the day unfolds Then the land is mowed
The land refreshes The time is mild
Not a heat to reckon Mere hearts wild
The day quickens Tea is served
Something here is missing The space is reserved
It is growing dark Many a heart
Needs are met
But what happens when the sun sets?
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When The Sun Sets 🌞
PoetryThe setting sun the rising moon all that happens from when the sun rises til when it sets
