Sunset. Poem by Tony Adah
Sunset.
It is long the sun rose
Many days we have seen it
Now its white shinning rays
Mellow into dull red and yellow
And darkness comes
Perhaps the giver of light
Sleeps in the dark.
We may not have accomplished much
Before the setting sun
But it is gone
Somehow it will come back
Face the inclement clime
Weather it
This feat, a mountain we admire
But unable to clime.
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