Enchanted Spell Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Blue sky slowly turning yellow, peeking from behind trees that stand between this poet and the horizon casting an enchanted spell upon this city and desert.

Everything enjoying the last of its warmth as it continues setting beyond humanity's sight, leaving us speechless at the tenacious hold
it has upon our world, not taking anything for granted, being blessed by God, the Creator of everything here on earth.