The Sunset. Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr
The Sunset.
The Sunset.
How beautiful the sunset:
It's color filled the western sky.
Crimson, yellow, purple and orange.
Watched him change as words go by.
So quickly fade and disappear.
Our earthly lives once the past. And return of Christ is near.
The beauties that wait us in heaven and glory all about.
Far suppress that of the Sunset.
And we will ever be with those we love.
9/9/94
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