The Sunset Poem by Talia Simpson

The crimson sunset above
The magical horizon orange and purple
Setting fire to the sea

The warm golden soft sand
The crisp colour and rhythmic sounds
The birds swiftly on the ocean
Setting movement to the sea

The people counting down
As the night sky slowly takes over
The beauty of the Sunset
The soothing crimson sun
Being kidnapped by the moon

Summer Autumn Winter Spring
It gives the same effect
And no matter how hard you try
Your mind can not be taken away
By such glamour

All day your waiting for it
It's the time when you relax
And all of your worries swept away
It's the magic of the Sunset.