At The Pond Poem by Medha Upreti
At The Pond
The Sun is setting.
It is going to hide
until next morning.
A yellowish glow,
warmth radiating,
clouds pepper the sky,
Many reflections
on the surface of the water,
I try to capture
these images in my mind.
Afternoon strollers are leaving.
The small pond is becoming quiet.
This day is coming to an end.
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